As autumn enters, some people say that the harvest season has arrived - in ordinary life, there are always some emotions that make people happy and sad. For me, at this time, it is just nature sighing gently. One long sigh made the moon shadow fall away, and two long sighs made me feel sad.
The moon gradually rounded down and hung under the sky as clear as water and as light as ink. In the gentle autumn wind, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus evaporated. I closed my eyes slightly, raised my head, and breathed softly, breathing in the lightness under the moon, and breathing in the sadness in my heart.
The unique atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival can enchant the soul and intoxicate the bone marrow. Wandering under the moonlight, consciousness can easily disappear softly.
Looking up and staring at the moonlight, I can't help but think of some long-forgotten stories---that story may be a period of the past, or it may be just a legend. In the story, there are moons, stars, and cold running water, banishing the fleeting years.
At this moment, the moon is hanging in the sky. Like a bright eye, looking at the world lightly and coldly.
And under the moonlight, I felt a gentle lingering feeling, so lingering that it was pathos, pathos but gentle. Just like a fairy who has long forgotten the mortal world, she finally brushes her eyebrows and sings softly on this special night.
At this moment, my heart no longer tolerates those mundane things. For myself and the world, the moon is me, and I am the moon. The moon has its brilliance, and people have their causes.
No matter how far away you are from me now, you are still the one I loved. Isn't it the purpose of a person's life to keep moving forward for those beautiful people and beautiful things?
The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival fills people's hearts with a faint feeling. The moon is not always round, and people are not always green. Only then do we realize how precious the moon is and how rare it is for people.
Although my figure is lonely and lonely, in this gentle evening breeze, at least I have your care in my arms, and at least there is a cup of tea on my table.
In the fragrance of tea, cut a corner of the moon cake to express our deep love for you. No matter whether I am destined or not in this life, or whether I am destined or not, I have met you and seen the moon, and my wish has been fulfilled.
Under the moonlight night, I lit a match. In the blue firelight, I miss you in my eyes---I don't care whether you can see or not, I only care whether I have carved you in my heart. Enter the heart.
It is said that the mortal world is always a dream, and it is always empty inside and outside the dream. I don't care, even if it's a dream, even if it's empty, but the mountains and green trees in front of me are bright, the moon is shining brightly, the wind is gentle, my heart is quiet, and floating in the lake is your faint sadness that is gradually going away. If this is not enough, I am too greedy.
As the moonlight shines and the misty rain falls, there is no longer sadness in my heart, and there is no longer the lingering desolation. I held your hand in my dream, and now, even if you are far away from home. My hand is still there, and the remaining warmth in my palm will never disappear. At this moment, I can forget myself and the world, and only remember your smile. At this moment, I would like to guard all the images you left for me. In this faint clear light, I miss you so much. The sea water dries up and the mountains collapse
You who have returned from afar, my dearest My partner, I wonder if there is a moon or light where you are. Open the window, can you see my heart, hanging gently between your eyes? Outside the window, is it raining continuously or is the light shining all over? Maybe you don’t have a window there, but don’t be afraid, I can help you install a window with all my heart. Let the moonlight sweep over your eyebrows and let the sun shine through your chest.
Do you know over there? Because we will meet one day, today’s moonlit night will be so gentle and warm. Although missing me hurts, it makes me more fulfilled. I will listen to your words, taste the infinite beauty of the world for you, and feel the beauty of the world. So that one day, I can snuggle into your arms and gently tell you everything, the paradise you have lost.
In this lonely and quiet night, in this night with lonely music. Every minute, my heart is whispering to you, letting your touch wrap me tightly in the first memory, forgetting the reality of heaven and earth.
My dear, I am alone under the moon. If you are by my side, would you please hold me? Life is long, with you all the way, even if we meet you for separation, it is extremely beautiful.
The tear that fell from the corner of the eye was not for separation, but for the light sadness under the moonlight.