The Lamp of Moonlight
Author: Wang Zhiguo
There is no wind, everything is silent
The man walking on the road in cold light
The road behind him is a train of silver
The hesitation in his heart is a shadow that cannot be illuminated in the dark
Yes, we are all loyal children of the moonlight The people
are illuminated by the cool light
are infiltrated by the silver pouring from the moonlight
We walk, live and reproduce under the moonlight
We are humble dust that is illuminated
Neither sad nor sad
We are always used to being in this kind of shining
< p>Move the shadow of life from the heartMove it from the heart to the back
Selected from: "Wind Thought Sutra", Popular Literature and Art Publishing House
- About the author-
Wang Zhiguo, a Tibetan, was born in Aba Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture, Sichuan Province in November 1977. He currently lives in Bazhong. There are poems published in "People's Literature" and "Poetry Magazine". He has published four collections of poems, including "Feng Nian Sutra" and "Wei Liang" (in Tibetan and Chinese). Member of Chinese Writers Association.
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There is only one moon in the sky, and there is only one you in the world
"Message": When you look up at the moon, who do you think of?
Spring is the wind/Autumn is the moon
When I felt it/she had gone to another place
——Haizi
The fireflies are dim on summer nights, and the moonlight is clear in autumn.
The moon hides behind the sun during the day, like an unfree office worker, and even the light does not entirely belong to him. For the pennies at your feet, you have to face all kinds of people, and you have to work hard so that you can live a better life under the sun.