Poetry celebrates Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day, fasting, before September 26th.

Mid-Autumn Festival

If this is a breakup.

In my young heart

Can I forgive you?

Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.

Youth can forgive years for erasing her.

Crickets no longer make sounds.

Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.

The last rain wet the wild roses (they say the roses by the lake are like songs)

Will you sit under the moon?

Hear me sing

Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.

Fly over the lake

Fly to the full moon

Festival moon

Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival

Always so melancholy.

Like the sadness of hollow autumn water

With my helpless sadness.

Stretch out your slender hand

Cut through a wisp of hazy moonlight

Let me collect the loneliness tonight

Osmanthus fragrans in August began to smell sweet.

About Mid-Autumn Festival: I drink the bright moon alone, Li Bai is from from a pot of wine among the flowers, and I drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Nanzhaiwan

National Day

Wan Li has clear skies, magnificent mountains and rivers, and red flags flying. See Fiona Fang, Kyushu, and celebrate with the whole world; The river sings and spreads everywhere. Social stability, people's happiness, a new chapter in the spectrum of reform and opening up New China, like the dragon of the world, stands in the east. Today's glory depends on the direction of the party, government and national policies. Looking back on the eventful years, life is ruined; It's hard for the Lebanese people. It's been a long night. With bullets, they risked their lives for a new red sun. When you cherish it, you will always keep the rivers and mountains red. The whole country has celebrated for decades, and thousands of families are smiling. The salute to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the National Day shook the world, and the five-star red flag was like rosy clouds. The glorious course has attracted worldwide attention, and the land of China is full of flowers. The reform and opening up set sail, and the motherland leaped. Today, wars and floods are on display again. After the storm, the National Day is even more impressive. The whole country celebrated the National Day and recalled the shock of the war. People all over the country are patriotic. They greeted the National Day in autumn and October with a good mood, and the whole country rejoiced to welcome the National Day. After 49 years of wind and rain, * * * wishes a better future. National Day also celebrates the victory of flood control. China's rivers and mountains are full of red flags, and both inside and outside the Central Plains are brothers. It is not easy to turn from south to north. Remember the past and the troubled times.