Prose and Poetry on the Moon as a Child Part I: Yesterday's Moon didn't dream of seeing the long-awaited big moon last night.
Quiet and serene under the tree.
The green leaves turn red and yellow.
Plum blossoms are gorgeous and dazzling.
The dance on the leaves only shines for her.
Don't clap for the light.
Don't cheer for yesterday's glory
Sacrifice only for yesterday's disappointment
Moon rises
Wake up the sleeping dog
Walk in a hurry on the road in the twilight.
Run for life
Prose and Poetry on the Moon as a Child Part II: Moonlight Moonlight
Walking in the light and darkness
A street is silent, stretching the moonlight.
The moonlight did not move in the wind.
Clean and holy. The world is like day.
The wrinkles on the water sparkled.
Push one layer at a time.
Nobody cares about moonlight.
People sleep in another world.
A world without moonlight
The virtual world of dreams
Crying, laughing, holding hands, shouting
The moonlight wrapped everything.
Your house, mountains, fields
Your pet and your lover.
Moonlight becomes an idea, a
A persistent dream, a soul.
Never fade in my poems.
Prose and Poetry on the Moon as a Child Part III: Moonlight Moonlight
Climb into the night sky drunk,
I stared at this hazy city,
The midnight wind swept this strange street,
There is a chill,
Fallen leaves dance with me,
All passers-by have gone home,
I can't understand the lost moonlight in the city.
moonlight
How beautiful the moonlight is!
The night sky in the mountain village is so quiet,
The night in the mountain village is particularly charming.
The path in the moonlight is so bright,
So spacious,
So magnanimous
How brilliant the smile is in the moonlight,
How naive,
How beautiful!
I don't know what the poverty line is,
What is wealth,
I don't know what a powerful person is,
What is meanness,
I, don't worry,
I don't know what loneliness is.
moonlight
How beautiful the moonlight was that night!
There are no clouds on the moon,
Without the brilliant galaxy,
Only ten thousand strands of silver fell on the earth.
Illuminated the small mountain village,
Light up the country road,
Illuminated those hard and gloomy years.
moonlight
How beautiful the moonlight was that night!
For many years,
I've been looking for it,
The moonlight?
I think,
Maybe I'll never see the moonlight again?
Essays and poems about the moon when I was a child Part IV: Looking at the moon in the sky on a moonlit night.
Show a happy smile.
go slow
Close to the blue sky
Stars, scattered
This, that
Have a happy dream.
Wind, unwilling to be lonely
Blow gently to cool.
A quiet and beautiful night.
Close your eyes and listen.
A heavy voice
And the beating of my heart.
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