Prose:
On August 15, the moon hangs in the sky like a silver plate, emitting soft light. This is a poetic night. People get together or leave, happy or sad.
Some people under the moon are enjoying the moonlight, while others are thinking alone. Moonlight, like water, shines on everyone's face, reflecting different emotions. Some people lament the passage of time in the moonlight, and some people miss relatives and friends far away in the moonlight.
On the night of August 15th, the moon is people's emotional sustenance. It is like a mirror, reflecting people's inner world. Everyone is looking for their own shadow and home in the moonlight.
Moonlight is like a poem, evoking people's homesickness and childhood memories. People in the moonlight are either sad or happy, or laugh or cry. Moonlight is an emotional catharsis and a spiritual comfort.
In this night, some people have left, and some people are about to get together. But anyway, they all found their place in the moonlight. They express their feelings with poems and essays, and describe their world with words.
The night of August 15 is an emotional night. It makes us reflect on the past and think about the future. Let's find our own direction and where we belong in the moonlight.
Poetry:
1, jathyapple August 15.
Du Fu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the 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 am looking forward to white, and I want to count the autumn.
2. Mid-Autumn Festival
Tang Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
Cunning from falling strings, the demon frog was born;
Lingcha intends to join hands and wait for the Milky Way to be completely clear.
3. On the evening of August 15.
Tang-Yin Wengui
There is no Kyushu in Wan Liyun, and the Mid-Autumn Night is the liveliest.
The clothes are all ice-colored, and water is condensed everywhere.
The shadow of Kazuki Watanabe musician is cold and clear, while the wind in Haimen is white and moist.
Because you did what I care about, you reduced the trouble for one night.