A bright moon, hanging in the air. He is surprisingly large, round and sweet, bright and warm, shining in the hearts of viewers. The osmanthus tree dances in front of you, as if you can hear it clearly; The wind rustles the branches and leaves, the starry sky is bright, and the beauty of the world and the sky is shining, your eyes; Your eyes can't help but catch the beauty from the sky and the dust from the earth, as well as the people who enjoy the moon outside the scenery. You are not allowed to look for that kind of warmth, that kind of comfort and that kind of happiness, that kind of sweetness is filled with the fragrance of roses. I wish them to stay here forever, how to bear the interruption and how to let go of the beauty between these days.
I held Nai Nai down, holding down my concurrent passion and delusion. This delusion is still out of my control. I'll see. When my eyes slide again, slide there; When a lover holds his thin waist, whose face turns red and becomes a begonia. Red is in this dream. Whose posture is more natural and unrestrained, and natural and unrestrained has such pure beauty at that particular time. I, I, I love to re-examine, but my eyes fell on it, on a pair of icy people. They, they, shoulder to shoulder, hugged each other tightly. They are so close, so in love, as if they are moving, moving their whispers under the moon. ...
When I; When I look at this, this, this whole photo again, my heart, my heart, my heart is gone. As early as the end of the article, I had this beautiful world. That, that breath, that, that dreamlike lovesickness scene was finally realized, realized in such a beautiful atmosphere, and had a full moon night. ...
Whose idea? Whose is super high? Whose lovesickness can't be exhibited, draw this, draw this, a beautiful picture. Throughout the ages, it has come to me and excited me. Tonight, I am excited to leave this beautiful chapter.
Plumes of fragrance spread from the studio, and the dark fragrance of sandalwood wrapped in this world fluttered and spread, like music, as if from the distant starry sky. That's all, that's all; The bright full moon shows off this sleepless night and lovesickness.
This is a picture of the moon standing in front of the window during the Mid-Autumn Festival. This is a beautiful acacia that cannot be exhibited. This is the presentation of love, the cradle of thinking, and this is a bridge to show the beauty of the world!
"The beauty under the moon is meditating" ... sad music, which is continuous and intermittent, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly retract the moon. ...
When, when, when the moon is shining, it's the only way; It's just that the feeling is infinite. The poetic voice through the ages began again, "when will there be a bright moon?" Ask heaven for wine ... "
The smell of grapes is not, not coming from the battlefield. That condenses beauty; Wine and luminous glass are full of the rich fragrance of "osmanthus wine", beautiful sprinkling, sincere love and profound lovesickness love are sublimating. They have their feelings in Yue Hui, and we have the same expectations. The singing of tears and yearning for regret are floating in this round of Yue Hui. After thousands of years of lovesickness, two bells of laughter are exchanged, and the confused moon is more round. Birds are singing for them, awakening the sound; Love, love, love, love, love! This eternal human truth, praise; This kind of immortal acacia, as soon as possible to vent some thoughts, in exchange for this sweet reunion. On the night of the League members, "Mid-Autumn Moon" held a flower-like cotton body and tasted the wine found in the Millennium, drunk in this Gui Huayuan and connected with this Baihua Pavilion. It is as red as fire, hoping to get lotus seeds for thousands of years and let children travel around the world.
Actually manage it; The water in the pool is not clear, although the mud is still so muddy, although the land didn't recognize us that day, although you don't know how much you have to suffer on earth.
Only for this love, only for this love, only for this life, only for this look.
When I was enjoying the moon through my lover, whose voice was heard in the moon;
The earth is sad and stormy,
Willow often depends on each other. My sister's heart is the hardest to leave,
Meet at this time and leave as soon as you meet.
When will we meet again after separation? This is not normal at all!
I, I really want to get along with her and them so that my feelings can be exaggerated by her. Beauty under the moon, why worry tonight. Just look at how close your head is to you and how close your body is to you. That kind of happiness, that kind of happiness, that kind of happiness I am here, I am in the middle of the month.
I am in the middle of the month, "I have seen enough".
Ah! Festival moon
Mid-Autumn Festival ... I have missed you for a long time, but I am not worried that you are at the end of the world.
That song got up early, and it was full of movement;
The lonely shadow falls under the lamp, and the empty wall is lazy.
Where does a drop of acacia flow? Under the moon, beauty is at ease.
There will be a lover's party this year, and the dream of lovesickness will be bleak next year. ...
Ah! ..... Mid-Autumn Moon ...