The moon in the sky looks like a ball of silver from a distance. As the night progresses, the wind becomes stronger and stronger, and the slave blows away the moon and passes through the clouds, illuminating the unfaithful person.
The moon hangs in the sky, looking like a silver plate, as cold as frost, and it has been sleepless for a long time. The night is approaching, and the wind is blowing as usual. I hope, I hope, this night wind will blow away the hazy clouds and shine the moonlight into the distance. The heartless person who left me