Elegant, the night is still early, obviously like the moon gently blowing willows. Listen to a song of high mountains and flowing water, and the world is like the wind. Sad world of mortals, spoony lovesickness.
The moon, like a poem, is light and charming; Like a painting, it stretches forever. "The ancients didn't see this month, but this month they took photos of the ancients." The bright moon is a tragic splash-ink picture, which goes through the ages and continues the true feelings of ancient and modern people. The moon is cool and sunny. Lang Lang is like a pear flower and clean as tea. Who was surprised by the fragrance in the dream? On the breeze, Yu Xiang and who * * *. The spring breeze is like a guest, and it is clear that the moon is drunk. The moon is a sad love song. On the moon, people meet at dusk. Iraqi red makeup, flowers before and after, full moon. * * * Marry, buckle with one heart, dream around. The moon is an endless memory of my family, and I confided gently, "The moon is now full at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time" and "I wish people a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful." In a word, the Jianghu has suffered for ten years.
Looking at the bright moon, it is as cool as water. "Only after a circle in the sky will people look up." Month, high above, is sought after by the world. However, the heights are too cold. Although Yayue is high above, she suffers from loneliness. In ancient times, noble and elegant people were not as elegant and refined as the elegant moon, but they had to endure loneliness and loneliness. Silently contribute "light" to the world. Gu Long said it well: If a swordsman wants to be a master, he must first have learn to be lonely. If you want to be a person, it is not the same.
When the day is recruited, the water will overflow when it is full, and the monthly surplus will be lost. As the saying goes: if you don't come, you will be happy, if you go, you will decline, and if you are happy, you will be sad. Showed us a philosophy of life: modest benefit, all bets are off. When you are a man, when the spring breeze is proud, you should let go when it is time to let go, forgive others and forgive others; At the bottom of life, we should not be sad or angry. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Life is like a month, the peaks and turns, the moon rises and falls, and flowers bloom and fall. Turn a circle, we still go back to the original place.
The breeze is still the same, and the moon is quiet and elegant. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. People often admire flowers, but flowers have flowering periods. Life is not always perfect, and life is not always stationed in the youth stage. Just like the bright moon, there are circles and gaps. What the bright moon has never changed is its trust in the sky. What will never change in life is the appearance of the soul.
When the moon moved into the room, people fell asleep. If good dreams come, they are most likely to wake up. The west wing is full of moon, a little bit of poetry is wet, new feelings are hard to disappear, and old feelings are unforgettable.
The moonlight is like frost, and the flowers are impermanent. When you love someone, the red candle tears gently shake. When the moon sets in China, pear blossoms descend in succession, flowers are always there, and people are always empty.