This is a quiet Mid-Autumn Festival. Like ants resting, ants are a little tired. Outside the window, the thin shadows dimmed, and the long-awaited moonlight was not found in the vast sky. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon didn't hang as high as promised, only the rumble of guns not far away came and roared away.
Think about it, life is like the moon tonight. I hoped that some kind of result would come naturally, but it came late. When you feel like jumping out of a circle, inadvertently, you fall into another fence, trying to break free, but being tied more tightly. Life is a difficult mystery, disturbed by one after another. Finally, the answer may not be correct.
In Taiwan Province Province, there is a popular folk song: "The stars are sparse, the moon is cold, the Milky Way is quiet, and everything is silent. Where is Shanjia Wan Li, it will touch the guests at night. " In the folds of the sentence, there are shallow thoughts and sorrows. "When all is silent, you sing a song", and the artistic conception echoes "When you come at night, you are more worried about your guests". How can it not be a kind of helplessness and relief for life? "smug song" is another nice word! People in a foreign land are most afraid of a holiday that smells like family reunion. Looking up at the bright moon, the stars are sparse and the moon is cold, and the home thousands of miles away, take a bite of moon cakes to relieve boredom.
Outside the window, it rains occasionally, and the horizon is spread out in brown and red. Occasionally rain hits the leaves, and the air is cool; Occasionally, there is a crisp and pleasant bird song, which happens to be heard by lonely people. The homesickness of the moonlit night, in the depths of time, seems to have realized something on the moonless Mid-Autumn Night, without joy or silence. ...