Moonlight Waterfront

Night, and I walk alone to Guihu.
Roadside already Osmanthus fragrance, faint not in the wind, Hong Li flow with delicate sweet, passers-by frequently recalled.
Night water, quietly spread, flow, cloud edge in several films, and the leaked light under the frost, quietly revealed a moon, shy. The gap in the clouds on the screen, one of the stars of green, Xi Zizi to look to the world, like to be married the bride's honey Gui, get involved in numerous festive flavor, also wearing a new, looked around.
Everything was ready, the bride still looming, not a moment too soon.
Guihu side went and saw a lake of sweet lotus Yangshou sky, alone in Kingston, do not worry also fear, as the cage of the veil of a dream, waiting for the moon.
I walk lightly, or far or near that tree, that arched stone bridge, that tower, that the Dutch silent, eyes on the circulation, transformation, diffuse from the poetic to Conglong keyed, so I heart to have several more happy.
Gradually, the outline of the moon began to clear up the clouds in the thin Qingyilianbu, with lots of disturbed feelings, and delighted and shame with a cover in the circle of pale yellow glow, the reluctant easily seen by others.
Wang Ming month to do tonight, I do not know Autumn Thoughts cast its shadow?
Both the monthly reunion or curved hook actually Yan's brow, always light and shadow in the water, where a gray thoughts scattered all over, and Moon, is even more of the landed heart, is "unhappy."
At a time, I do not fall for the search Mochizuki, or want to see on twist Xinchou. In front of each screen, all with a quiet beauty, such as toggle the strings, in my mind rise to the most subtle emotions, why let people write poetry that misery?
But the worth of call arrival, a full moon shining back at last from the clouds played, a smiling face increasingly bright, its light footprint, times to survive, human resentment, Which one without her eye?
Farm in a small courtyard few big tall plane trees, the shadow on a mottled, two children were run game play, a dog jumping behind them ran, taking advantage of small owner Accidentally, on mouth pulled out his little shorts, causing quite a strange sound hip-hop subversion. Moonlight walk gently, lovingly extended slender Yu Zhi infinite caress their smooth forehead, the eyes of love as they are still the side of busy parents, then Airan smiled and went back to her clouds have gone.
In a window of a building, can still be seen a little wooden table piled with bread, instant noodles, the sofa next to a messy clothes. The house lights did not open, a man sitting in the window, drinking tea, smoking. Tea, the South, tea, tobacco, is a southern smoke. Dark before he began sitting here thinking about the past, thinking about the dream of his wife and children, keep the tea, not stop smoking.
Silent moonlight coming from the window oblique diarrhea, and threw in his shoulders, fell on his micro-shaking fingers, spit out the smoke to look more ethereal uncertain. The past few days, he often sat here attentively fixed, deep eyes met with the moon are some distressed: his loss of lean.
He could not return home the festival, he locked himself in the home, the moon is locked up in the window, a man cry cry, to laugh to laugh, do things almost to tears. He cried, is the true cry; he laughs, is really want to laugh.
In his mind? Beautiful moonlight, you can take me back to dreams of the South to see the rain tear the peach?
Yes, like in the end, both are the hardy south.
Gently flew to the moon has a certain quiet lanes, new small building springing up on both sides, neatly arranged on both sides, quiet street, under a pair of young men and women tie the finger, slowly forward.
You in the end how much they like me? Is not the afterlife are the same?
Is this life like the afterlife.
Are you sure?
, The wife, at home, what to eat?
Background to the moon looked at them, chuckle, because it heard the young man to himself: how life on them long enough for this life, and you also endless talk about the afterlife, until dusk, until I am hungry reel strain liquids, Is love really into bread?
Swept plains, climb hills, the moonlight gently illusory dream, falling trees, they also tired by the grass, listening to insects, look increasingly soft and white. Shortly after, it tide over a lake, go to the other brightly-lit city, nestled in the street behind, gently Yingying Zhang looked at this complex is not clear where the four seasons.
Back thousands of thoughts, I looked again, all the clouds have been lost, the full moon walk is a natural heaven Sweeney, intentionally or unintentionally spread the lotus root all over the gray mood, even if you had no worries, not from the sadness.
Hua Tian moonlight with drunk so I do not think the Iraqi fortified, thought of home.
Had not forgotten anything, miss also like the night sky on the stars, watch for a blue sky landscape _______ watts, the north wind lush, Poplar noise, I was still young, the roadside flowers was once smiling face. Gazing only one, I like to see the mountain behind the house, there Tanabe rows of lanterns like those persimmon persimmon _______ just one floor, his childhood seems so far away, regardless of deep feelings from the heart pull pull the soil issue lung sounds, way back are hidden ......
I instantly recalled the moonlight, which momentarily lost.
Distance of Iraq, did not give me any information after getting through the pretense, I lost my own gentle.
Knife hanging vacillating mind, swept away by the vortex of life groans bones, how much you cry, and Kuchu a sound?
You do not answer, a thousand miles away, his back to the moon, bow again and again.
I, entangled in the moonlight, you know how much pain I have ......
What you are still so quiet? Why is your heart bleeding? I find your way to shed their tears, you always do not give me any comfort, in fact, I know you feel bad with, but why do not you tell me about it?
Still keep looking at the moon in the sky world million last name, gentle eyes, smile Qing Qian.
Guihu away, the moon and I parting, at which time, the charge of a lake is already sinking into sleep in the moonlight, dreams term travel ......