Moonlight Waterfront

Night, and I walk alone to the Guihu.
Osmanthus fragrance side of the road already, did not faint in the wind, smell the sweet in the slightest flow, prompting passers-by frequently reviewed.
Night water, creeping, flowing, a few slices of thin cloud in the edge of frost under the vent light, revealing a moon quietly shy. Cracks in ceiling, a few of the stars Tsui, Xi Zizi to look human, like honey boudoir bride to be married, contaminated with numerous festive flavor, also wearing a new, looked around.
Everything is ready, the bride is still looming, not a moment too soon.
Go Guihu edge, I saw a sweet lotus lake looking up the sky, alone in Kingston, do not worry also fear, as the cage of the veil of a dream, waiting for the moon.
I tiptoed to, or far or near those trees, that arched stone bridge, that tower, that silence the charge to flow in the eye, transform, so that diffuse from the poetic 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 infinite disturbed feelings, Juxi and shame with a cover in the circle of pale yellow glow, the reluctant to show people.
Wang Ming month to do tonight, I do not know someone in Autumn in?
Both the monthly reunion or curved eyebrow actually brilliant hook, always in water, spread over a gray shadow in the mind, and Moon, is even more of the, which fell heart, is "unhappy."
And at this moment, I do not find the autumn full moon, do not want to see on twist Xinchou. In front of every picture, all with the beauty of silence, such as toggle the strings, in my mind rise to the most subtle emotions, how can make people write poetry that worry?
Worth of calling credit, however, a bright full moon finally appeared from behind the clouds, a smiling face increasingly bright, its light footprint, go over the horizon, the world's resentment, which one does not have passed her eye?
Farm in a small courtyard, a few tall plane trees, a mottled shadow of the moon, two kids running game play is a little dog jumping in behind them, running and taking advantage of the young master of a moment's inattention to mouth to pull out his little shorts, top hip-hop caused a strange sound. Moonlight walk gently, lovingly extended infinitely slender Yu Zhi stroked their smooth forehead, the eyes of love as they are still busy parents side, and then Airan smiled, and gone back to her clouds.
A window in a building, can still be seen a little wooden table stacked with bread, instant noodles, next to the sofa with messy clothes. The house lights did not open, a man sitting in the window, drinking tea, smoking. Tea is a southern tea, tobacco, is south of the smoke. Before dark he began to sit here and think about the past, thinking about his wife and children dream, stop the tea, stop smoking.
Silent moonlight spilled from a ramp came out of the window, and threw on his shoulder, fell on his fingers shaking slightly, so that the smoke look more ethereal spit uncertain. The past few days, he often sat here, your breath does not move, even the moon met with deep eyes were a little distressed: his loss of the thin.
He can not go home the festival, he shut himself in the home, the moon is locked in the window, a man cry cry, Laugh, laugh and cry to do some things. He was crying really want to cry; him laugh, really want to laugh.
What is he thinking? Beautiful moonlight, you can take me back to the South to see the rain tear dreams peach?
Yes, like in the end, all his hardy south.
Gently flew to the moon and a certain quiet alleys, the new small building springing up on both sides, neatly arranged on both sides, quiet street, a pair of interlocking fingers of young men and women, slowly forward.
How you like me in the end? Afterlife is also the same?
Is that the afterlife is like life.
Are you sure?
, The wife, at home, what to eat?
The moon looked at them in the back, chuckle, because it heard the young man and thinking to himself: them about how long life, this life is enough, and you are forever talking about the afterlife, until Twilight merged until I'm hungry reel Luk, Is love really can become bread?
Swept plains, climb hills, gentle moonlight a dream, fell the trees, and tired by the grass, listening to the insects, look increasingly soft and white. Shortly after, it tide over a lake, lit the city to another, hidden away 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, moon walk is waltz heaven, intentionally or unintentionally spread the lotus root all over the gray mood, even if you had no worries, not the sadness.
Hua Tian moonlight with a drunk so I do not think of fortified Iraqi, I think of home.
Had not forgotten anything, may also miss the stars on the sky, keep looking at a landscape _______ sky blue tile, lush north, Poplar noise, I was still young, the roadside flowers are used to smiling face. Only one gazing, I seem to see the mountains back home, as well as Tanabe rows of lanterns like those persimmon persimmon _______ just a floor, childhood so far away, either affectionately call issued by pulling the heart from the soil pull lung sounds, way back are deep ......
I instantly recalled the moonlight, and instantly lost.
Distant Iraq, did not give me any information, drunk by the pretentious, I have lost their own gentle.
Knife hanging swaying in the heart of life swept away by the vortex bones groan, how many make you cry, and Kuchu the sound?
You do not answer, a thousand miles away, his back to the moon, bow again and again.
And I, entangled in the moonlight, you know how much pain I have ......
What you still so quiet? Why is your heart bleeding? I find the way to shed your 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, earth million last name, his eyes gentle, smiling Qing Qian.
Leave Guihu, the moon and I parting, at which time, the charge of a lake is already sinking into the sleep in the moonlight, dreams term travel.