2. When the moon rises, there is the sound of eagles returning to their nests, the sound of fish jumping out of blue light, and the sound of piano interpreting ancient legends. Many unknown eyes fell on the birch tree, flashing, revealing wisdom and aloof. At night, I threw it at the moon with infinite tenderness. It was also that night that the window cut by my grandmother was wrapped in ice flowers and melted in my dream.
3, the sky is wild, and a good man is ambitious in all directions. Although I am far away, I dare not forget my parents all the time. I know you miss me. I am different. I always have two bright stars in my heart. One is the sun and the other is the moon. The sun is my father and the moon is my mother.
Last night, the moon was really round, and clean jade-like stones were scattered on the lake. I think there must be a group of fish playing at the right depth. Beetles and crabs put aside past grievances and became partners in cicada singing. The grass and moss exchanged glances and spread the frog far away. Tonight, the moon is also very round.
The flowing jade-like stone scattered to the lake, and some people looked gloomy? Many years ago in the summer, this lake on this night? You said, I am the moon in your life, please put me in your heart.