In the moon, in the moon.
On the moon.
The night is more empty.
No wind
Only the iron in the stone
Giggle.
No one can see it.
No one can hear you.
The earth hangs high.
Like a splendid plaque in the palace.
It never seems to fall.
Like another sun
But bigger.
And lonelier
The moon is only in a dream.
I want to find it as clear as ever
Long-lost moonlight
That poetic light
Will you come into my dream tonight?
Open the dusty window page.
And open your heart.
The moonlight came slowly.
A flock of birds
In my heart
The singing of resting birds
Jingtaiqian
I hold the moonlight in my hand.
night with beautiful moonlight
Emotional slide show
Go deep into the bottom hole
As pure as moonlight and water.
The moonlight is boundless.
The warm breeze mingled with the moonlight.
Transparent, pure and tender.
I am in the moonlight and the wind
Moonlight and wind blew across the chest.
Touch a broken heart
Rain falls in the garden in the moonlight.
Flowers are so unrestrained and enthusiastic.
Fragrant as moonlight.
I take a deep breath.
The lungs were cleaned.
Since then, I have been full of confidence in life.
moonlight
Light up my eyes
Watch the constellations drift away.
Is the last symbol of love.
A star draws an arc of light in the sky
Leave me a good idea.
Flowers bloom before the moon ―― An ideal scene for a lovestruck couple
I want to live a luxurious life again.
Please let the moon shine on my cup.
Don't get drunk tonight.
Fall asleep in the moonlight
"Moon" If
Let me choose
I will become the moon.
Every night of immersion
A tired figure that plagues passers-by
As soon as the light goes out
The moonlight jumped on the window.
Smile and watch people fall asleep.
then
Leave a gentle and affectionate kiss.
People's locked brows
Naughty look at their little corners of the mouth.
Raise a dreamy smile
Silent buttonwood
Spend a trance-like night with me.
Sunny stood next to me.
Depression to despair, to blindness.
The heart is hidden in the dark sea of time.
Who is facing the moonlight?
Smile with a waterline on a summer night.
Time spent on branches.
It's too light.
The song of the night bug surrounds itself.
Also surrounded by lights
Firefly dancing
they
It's a quiet poem
It is the secret of love between two beancurd flowers.
The moonlit night is so silent.
I heard yesterday's song:
"In my sleep, I smiled happily."
We revel in our own surprises.
What's there to be hysterical about?
I hope
Our laughter is not a mask of sadness.
Our kindness is not just self-sacrifice.
We sympathize with those who don't love each other, don't we?
When we are asleep.
But I saw parting in my dream.
The lost beauty still hurts.
People only really wake up in dreams.
You must have never known each other before.
Even as completely incompatible as fire and water.
You can live in harmony without loving each other.
It's a miracle-
Even satisfied
It has been arranged in advance.
Looks like you should ask me.
But you are just like those tolerant people.
Wait until the spark burns out in the poem.
My song
Will bring me pain.
from now on
All the words were suddenly denied.
Leaving only rhythm and rhyme
Like a shadow cast by a branch
subtle
You might think.
I have a pair of calm eyes.
Draw a faint eyeliner
You don't understand other people's sadness.
Without pain, shadow and anger
But only happiness, clarity and singing.
How nice it would be to introduce my hand into the poem?
I know some people.
Their hearts are already cold.
But we are talking about how warm and happy we are.
When they laugh,
That's because they are lying.
One night, they were in the dark.
Quietly guessing the expression in their eyes.
Gender has degenerated.
The secret has changed.
Similarity is different.
I like all the colors of white.
On the unshakable wall background
One of them felt sorry for the other.
They stood in front of the mirror.
There is nothing else there.
Only real images.
Maybe it's really "painful and happy"
But who knows?
I'm just a moon.
You can rest at dawn. ...