Moonlight prose

Moonlit Essay 1 Moonlit Night It's fifteen now, and the moon should be perfect, but the moon looks so pale tonight, as if it had recovered from a serious illness. Staring out of the window, the laughter of my classmates faded away, and the smiling faces of my friends and I seemed to emerge. Two years ago, I transferred to another school, left my friends and came to this strange school. At first, I didn't think much of everything here, because it was private and the equipment was not comprehensive. But gradually, I found that I was wrong. Here, I have met many informal friends and many dedicated teachers.

In this school, my first class teacher treated us like his own children, which made me realize the beauty of life. Later, I changed my original view. I hate this school and my original choice. Because of this, I left my childhood friends. But at the same time, I love this school, because it is her, which makes me realize what is the teacher-student relationship and what is the classmate relationship! Next autumn, we will take the senior high school entrance examination, which is the first great challenge in our lives. Five months passed quickly, which often made me feel uneasy and tired.

I am an ordinary boy. Like everyone else, every time I face a bigger and more severe challenge, I feel confused: am I going the wrong way? Did I make the right choice? Sometimes, I even feel that my future is like a bubble, out of reach. Just like today, I have no intention to study, and the pressure from study and other aspects is heavy on my shoulders at the age of 15. Looking at the moon in the sky, it was immediately completely covered by dark clouds, but she still gave us that faint light. Isn't she struggling in the dark? She wants us to know that she still exists. She wants us to know that the light is still there, doesn't she? Yes, everyone has these troubles and pains in life, isn't it all God's arrangement? There is always a way to solve things. Similarly, don't you want to walk out of a different posture with different feet from others? June, the purest thing in the world, is between the black barriers, but it has never been defiled by darkness. Isn't this what Zhou Dunyi said, "mud never sticks, ripples don't demon"? Ah, holy moon! You have taught me too much philosophy of life and made me understand what is bitter and what is sweet!

Moonlit Prose 2 Moonlit Mid-Autumn Festival is full of stars and bright light.

Things and flowers get together, auspicious and jubilant, and the full moon brings people together.

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The Chinese nation has had the custom of Mid-Autumn Festival since ancient times. Mid-Autumn Festival has a long history. Ancient emperors had rituals of offering sacrifices to the sun in spring and the moon in autumn. Later, aristocratic scholars followed suit. Every year, when the full moon is on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, they watch and worship the bright and round moon and place their feelings on it. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that this custom spread to the people, and the Mid-Autumn Festival became a fixed program.

Today, there are still many places where this program has been kept, and Zhongshan City is one of them. Zhongshan City is the hometown of the great man Sun Yat-sen, located in the middle of Guangdong Province. Zhongshan is a city with strong rural customs. There are still many folk customs, and the rolling wheel of history has not taken away these folk customs that can be treasured. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, when the full moon rises to the clear sky, the kind and hardworking Zhongshan people put moon cakes, desserts and various fruits on the table, and learned how to worship Chang 'e, the moon and burn incense to pray for the health, peace and reunion of the full moon.

I am more interested in coming to Sun Wen Park to watch the moonlit Mid-Autumn Festival on this day.

That night, a group of friends and friends came to Sun Wen Park. Sun Wen is another name for Sun Yat-sen, and Sun Wen Park is named after the monument to the great man Sun Yat-sen and his giant statue at the top of the park. Go straight from the gate 100 meters, and you will find a large open grassland. Usually, there are few people on the grass at night. But tonight, the grass is crowded with people, most of them are relatives and friends, and some even brought tents to camp. People each occupy a treasure land, and now they are enjoying delicious food and enjoying the beautiful moon.

Without delay, we quickly found a place a few meters away from the surrounding people, used the canvas rights we brought as mats, spread them on the grass, and put the moon cakes, grapes and drinks we brought on. I lit a red candle, and a circle of light reflected our joke. Several people sat on the floor around the candle with joy, and suddenly merged into the crowd enjoying the moon and the thick festive atmosphere.

"The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds", I looked up at the deep sky. Today's protagonist, the bright moon, is particularly bright, big and round tonight. There are many twinkling stars around the moon. Through the brilliance of the moon, I saw the clouds around the moon, like sheep, clustered around the moon. Staring at the legendary moon, I can vaguely see osmanthus trees swaying in the moonlight, swaying branches gracefully in the wind. Today, all people worship and watch the sacred moon. I don't know how Chang 'e, a lunar resident, will feel. At this moment, the bright moon is in the sky, and the clouds are lingering, and it is gracefully moving towards Zhongtian Ran Ran ...

Look around with your head down. The open lawn was covered with little candlelight, which lit up the whole lawn. Children are playing carefree with lanterns and fireflies in their hands. Adults sometimes talk, sometimes look at the moon, and sometimes look at the children playing with happy and satisfied smiles on their faces. It seems that it is right to watch the moon in Sun Wen Park. The festive atmosphere here is rich, and I am also a member of this happy family. I am usually tired and bored. Bathing in the moonlight and blowing in the wind.

Looking back suddenly, I found a few dazzling stars floating in the sky. When I looked intently, it turned out to be just Kongming lanterns, flying high in the park. Kongming Lantern, also known as Sky Lantern and Fortune Lantern, is a magical and clever invention of Kongming, an outstanding politician, strategist and inventor in ancient times. Looking at Kongming lanterns flying all over the sky, my childlike innocence was awakened. Looking around, I saw a sales point of Kongming lanterns, walked over and bought one at once. According to the instructions, write down your wishes on the Kongming Lantern, and then ask someone to help open it and light a small square candle on the shelf under it. Suddenly, hot smoke rose and gathered in the lanterns of Kongming. When the smoke gathers to a certain extent, the Kongming Lantern will get out of our control and start to rise. It's a success! So, we took the opportunity to loosen our hands and cheered, watching the legendary Kongming Lantern Ran Ran Ran Ran rise and go straight to the distant sky.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, the huge statue of Sun Yat-sen is silently overlooking the downtown area of Zhongshan. Presumably, at this moment, great men will feel great comfort when they look at the peaceful scene of urban prosperity and citizens living and working in peace and contentment!

"The moon is at sea now, and the horizon is at this time."

On the Mid-Autumn Festival moonlit night, it is auspicious and radiant, and the full moon brings people together.

Moonlight prose is graceful in March, with a blue artistic conception, such as a watery mood dancing slowly in the night, poetic embodiment dotted with bright stars, thoughts floating in the breeze, thoughts floating in the moonlight, poetry is the lingering of the pen tip, the dim lights are charming encounters, people get lost in their hearts, indulge in their footsteps, souls meet, love to dye the fleeting time, and the years are warm and poetic.