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I recited a poem under the lamp last night. I felt inspired to write this article in memory of "Three Su".
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Night, silent. The moon is bright and clear.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Far away from home, I sit alone in front of the window, letting the breeze blow over the Buddha's face, and letting my thoughts pour out. Under the flawless moonlight, my thoughts returned to my childhood, that wonderful time.
One year, I was eight years old and my younger brother Ziyou was six years old. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon hangs in the sky.
"Brother, look! Our big porcelain plate has been thrown into the sky!" The younger brother shouted in surprise. "Where, I see it is the naughty fairy in the sky who hid the Queen Mother's beloved jade mirror under the clouds. Otherwise, how could it disappear and reappear?" "No, it's our big porcelain plate!" "Forget it, Even if it is a big porcelain plate!" - I have spoiled my brother since he was a child - and then we started playing.
My brother and I have loved watching the moon since we were children, watching its misty shadows and its bright and clear colors. That is, this moon, it looks at us far away from home, separated by the sky. Could it be that from now on, this month will only become the bright mirror in the memories of my brother *** and I?
It seems that I can only use wine to relieve my sorrow. "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will never stop getting drunk!" I took out two wine glasses and filled them with wine. "Brother, do it!" After drinking, the sour and sweet taste of this wine can only be described as a mixture of various human emotions!
As I drank a glass of wine, I felt more and more that there were too many love, hatred and resentments in the world, so that I wanted to forget the troubles of this world, ride the breeze away, dance in the palace in the sky, and have sex with the morning glow. Now, accompanied by clouds and mist. However, I know this is impossible. In the sky, I am afraid there will only be desolation and coldness. How can it compare with the warmth and love on earth?
A dark cloud floated over, covering the moonlight. The sky suddenly became dark, and the moon was hidden in the clouds with a smile that seemed to be visible and yet hidden. Are you laughing at my ignorance?
Forget it. I'm tired, I'm drunk, I'm sleepy, I'm tired. I threw away the wine glass, got up and lay down on the bed. Sleepiness invaded my body, but I knew that I could not get rid of the longing, and ended up feeling melancholy and sleepless. I couldn't help dragging my tired body up to the sky and sighing! Why is the world so unfair, why is nature so unjust?
In a trance, a starlight flashed across my eyes, and it turned out that another meteor had fallen. The stars dimmed, and to my surprise, even the unruly moon seemed to be moving. Ha, I really got it wrong. There is love and justice in heaven, but I didn't realize it. The full moon should be to guide the lost stars, while the missing moon should be to feel sad for the departing stars. How sentimental she is!
It suddenly dawned on me that we can’t change the joys and sorrows in the world and the ebb and flow of the sky. However, as long as we are safe and happy, what does it matter whether we are together or not? Bless silently in my heart, isn't everything perfect?
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I wish you a long life, Chan Juan!
I suddenly felt that the moon in the sky was sending my thoughts to the distance through the moonlight, which was the direction of my brother.
Brother, are you admiring the moon too?