I sit on the moon tonight and miss your modern poems.

Tonight, I sit on the moon and miss you.

The moon is round and bright tonight.

Like a lost ship.

Ripple between the lines of the poet

I sit here quietly.

Keep an eye on your direction quietly.

I miss your gentle eyes seeping into my lines.

I miss your singing voice. It's a special feeling.

I think you are an elf coming from a dream.

With the invitation of the Millennium

Walking on the road with full thoughts.

The autumn night is getting thicker and the moonlight is slightly cool.

I can still smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

The fireworks of missing are spreading.

Can you hear me pouring glasses on the porch window?

Looking forward to the clear light

The moon is round and bright tonight.

Like a lost ship.

I'm sitting here quietly

Silently. Your direction.

Plain pen for paddle, word for word, hard sliding.

The night sky is hazy and the moonlight is hazy.

It is your gentleness that illuminates the road ahead.

Time stood still at this moment.

Please allow me to expand my ideas.

With the most beautiful smile

With the gentlest eyes

With the hottest heart

Use the most rhyming lines.

Write a song about the love of mountains and rivers.

Tonight, I am sitting on the moon boat.

But where are you?

Did you hear my endless call?

May this gentle voice pass through layers.

Light up your gentle dreams before dawn.

May my lingering sentences drive away the coolness of early autumn for you.

No matter how many times the moon is empty.

No matter how many seasons have passed, chrysanthemums are yellow.

I want to carve these words here.

Plant it next to the osmanthus tree

Attach deep thoughts to the fragrance of osmanthus.

Fly to your side with the wind

No matter how many times the WU GANG in Guangxi has been brewed.

No matter how warm spring is, how cool autumn is.

You are my beautiful dream.

This is a romantic line, and I never stop.

The moonlight is getting stronger and stronger.

I'm still sitting on the moon boat.

Su Shuichang Kong Li

I'm waiting for you to step through the fate of past lives.

Look at the chapter I wrote with my mind.

Did you hear that?

My lingering whisper

Every word is an unforgettable miss.

Every line is an unforgettable miss.

Your warm words permeated my heart.

Miss your affectionate eyes, blushing.

I guess

The next reincarnation

The moon is still so round and bright.