Wanquan River, which had been running for a day, subsided and flowed quietly.
A full moon is reflected on the water, and the evening breeze is blowing gently and sparkling. Ah!
The river is bright, and the whole wide river is like a mirror, like a ribbon inlaid with jewels.
The ground lit up, and at first glance it was white, really like a cover.
1, tonight's night is beautiful, but there is always something more beautiful than moonlight. The most beautiful thing is not the moonlight, but your appearance.
Being friends with the night, death opened a corner of the grave and coveted this life. At that time, he will come to you.
3. Looking up at the starry sky, you are the most beautiful and the night is hazy. I am always happy for your beautiful image. I naturally want you, just because you are picturesque in my time.
The vast galaxy hangs in front of us, as if to embrace the boundless earth with its naked body, which is really amazing.
5. Who knows whether the fireworks are in full bloom or just to win the indifferent smile of the people who lit the fireworks.
6, sunset glow-that is the flower that can't see the sun. Bloom in the twilight, die at midnight ... all the good things turn into dirt silently in the dark.
7. Struggle all your life, suffer all your life, and dance alone in the cold wind. The first night is long, who pity my heart?
8, the years are quiet, things are wrong. Every time I pass by here, I like to stay for a few minutes for no reason. I don't know whether the night is moving or the memories are beautiful.
9. Yi Deng was drunk at night, and the light wave broke from one window to another. Finally, only the street lamp at the head of the village was left, smiling brightly in the night without alcohol.
10, it is an eternal night outside the window, and the brightly lit bridge flows endlessly, and the city will never look sad.
1 1, whenever night comes, my heart begins to wander and my loneliness is spreading. Looking forward to meeting and looking at each other like stars, it's beautiful.
12, the night is heavy at midnight, and a thousand worries are hard to break. Don't ask where to go in the morning, a pot of sake is a vigil.
13, in the dark, I suffered three times: vagrancy, love and survival, and I was happy three times: poetry, throne and grandson.
14, the night sky, deep blue, exudes exquisite colors, and the night is beautiful because everyone has a wish.
At night, the moon is bright and the cage is graceful. The wind brushed my cheek and swept up my long hair.