Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin, the two of them stood on the doorstep of the West Wing, and Zheng's father stood on the side of the courtyard. Zheng Xiaowen pointed to his mother, who was standing at the small square table in the courtyard, and whispered to Yang Yilin.

She said to Yang Yilin: "Yilin, you see, my mother is like this every year, she neither burns incense nor kowtows, she always stands silently like this for a while, and I don't know what she is silently reciting in her heart. ”

"I saw this format a lot when I was a kid. Yang Yilin said, "My grandmother burns incense and kowtows. My mother's generation has consciously subtracted this procedure, and in our generation, this form of worship has been completely exempted, and the meaning of worship has been left in our hearts. ”

Zheng Xiaowen saw her mother enter the East Wing, she pushed Yang Yilin and said, "Yilin, let's go, let's go to the East Garden to prepare to enjoy the moon!"

The two walked over to the moon gate, and Yang Yilin said, "Xiaowen, you see how well the chrysanthemums bloom this morning, let's just sit on the stone bench among the chrysanthemums and wait for the moon to rise, okay?"

Zheng Xiaowen took Yang Yilin's hand, walked straight to the middle of the moon flowers, and said: "The moon flowers grow tall, sit in the high moon flowers and admire the moon, there are flowers in front of you, and the moon is the moon when you look up, and the moon scenery and flower color are the most beautiful!"

The two sat on a stone bench among the moonflowers, waiting for the moon to rise into the sky.

Yang Yilin looked at the flowers and trees in the garden, looked at the shadowy red dates and pomegranates, and unconsciously, a round of bright full moon finally sent away Yunke and walked out of the heavenly court.

Yang Yilin saw Zheng Xiaowen looking at the moon motionlessly, and didn't talk to him, he patted her gently with the hand that held her, and said, "Wen Nini, are you still watching after you are stunned?"

Yang Yilin saw that Zheng Xiaowen still didn't move or speak, he patted her again and said, "Did you see Chang'e with her pet Jade Rabbit, walking out of the Moon Gate and going to Guishu Garden to find Wu Gang?"

Zheng Xiaowen turned his face and said, "Yilin, I have to write something." ”

"Okay. Yang Yilin said, "You write, I write, I also have words." The two got up as they spoke, went to the gazebo and took pen and paper and wrote.

Zheng Xiaowen wrote it first, and she was waiting for Yang Yilin. She saw that Yang Yilin had written it and said, "Yilin, who did you say to read first?"

Yang Yilin put down the pen and said: "You write first, of course, it depends on you first." ”

Zheng Xiaowen handed the written writing paper to Yang Yilin. Yang Yilin looked at it and read: "1. "Multi-faceted Beautiful Moon": The moon in the sky is bright, the moon in the sky is round, the moon is bright like a mirror, and the full moon is like a disk. Half of the moon is missing, the moon is like a boat, the moon is a line left, and the moon is bent and sharp.

"The moon in the sky is bright, brightening the future of you and me in the world. The moon in the sky is round, and your dream will come true as soon as possible. The round moon is a mirror, and the mirror shows that you and I are flat-hearted. The round moon is a painting plate, and all things appreciate the beauty of the painting plate.

"Half of the bright moon in the sky is missing, warning people to cherish marriage. The bright moon in the sky is like a boat, that is for you and me to sit on a trip to space. There is a bright moon left in the sky, which is for you to wear into the nose of the needle that your lover takes. The bright moon in the sky is crooked and sharp, and the golden tent hook of the night hangs in the sky. ”

Yang Yilin smiled and said: "Wen Nini is really good at metaphors, sentence by sentence, I am intoxicated!"

Zheng Xiaowen said: "Oh, if you write it in a hurry, don't shoot it, if you shoot it again, you will be so happy that you will faint into the clouds! ”

Yang Yilin looked down and read:

"2. "Warm Moon": The moon in the sky, the fearless moon, who pinched you into a flat and pinched you into a circle? From you hanging in the air to today, how many times have you missed a little and half of the moon and a line of crescent tips left? How many clouds have you had, how many winds, how many thunderstorms? How many times have you ever changed the mulberry field into a mulberry field? Ah, the moon, the bold moon, you always get rid of worries and smiles on the journey of nine missing and one round!

"O moon in the sky, moon in the sky, who lifted you up and pushed you to the edge of the sky? Thou hast never chosen the direction and morning and evening, never cared about the storm, the clouds, the rain and snow obscured thee. You never ask who is blocking your light, and you have magnanimously encompassed the universe from ancient times to the present day. O moon, selfless moon, you give the only light to the sky, to the night, to the earth!

"O moon in the sky, beautiful moon, who dedicated you to mankind and to heaven? You are clean, beautiful, gentle and kind, your beauty lies in that flat, that sharp, that round, that bend! Your nicknames and nicknames are innumerable, the moon is bright, the jade rabbit, the crescent moon, the ice wheel, the toad, Su'e and Chanjuan! Ah, the moon, the moon that helps people, you sprinkle tenderness on your lover's heart, and wish them a hundred years together!"

Yang Yilin finished reading and said: "You write so well, so beautiful, you write the vicissitudes of the moon, fearless and bold, selfless, beautiful and helpful, and write vividly." He also wrote that the moon is round and beautiful, lacking and beautiful, bent and smooth, and sharp and gentle. At least half of the nickname of the moon has been brought up.

Also, you wrote the hazy vision under the moonlight, the beauty and love under the haze, the loyalty and steadfastness under the haze, and the century-old yearning in one sentence. Xiaowen, why are your thoughts so delicate?"

Zheng Xiaowen smiled and said, "Girls, it's all like this." Quickly show me what you wrote. ”

Yang Yilin handed what he wrote to Zheng Xiaowen and said, "I also wrote two copies, give it, read this first, and read the comments." ”

Zheng Xiaowen looked at it and saw that it was "Qinyuan Spring, Flowers and Full Moon Night", and she said in surprise: "Wow! Your song 'Man Jianghong' makes me unforgettable, you write another song of Qinyuan Spring! Okay, okay, I have to take a look at it quickly!"

Zheng Xiaowen read: "Wonderful East Garden, couples are attached to flowers, and the sunset is dark." Xi Hongju snickered, Wen Zhu flowed cui, Huang Lan whispered, and Jasmine flowed. The jade rabbit rises in the east, Caiwen crosses to the north, and the night is dark around the upper and lower places. Sit with your wife, send warmth to your lover, and the autumn garden is like spring.

"The bright dome and the moon are round. Tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are sprinkled evenly. There is Wu Gang's axe guard, who folds the toad Gui? The stars are full of stars, who protects the world? The heroes of heaven and earth, the heroes count me, and the ambition of the eight directions is in the clouds! Looking back, we will put aside our ambitions for the time being, and we will love and save them. This word is the masterpiece of the heroes of heaven and earth, Yang Yilin and Yang Boy, hahahaha!"

After Zheng Xiaowen finished reading, she pursed her lips and glanced at Yang Yilin, and then said with a straight face: "It's been commented, listen carefully, this poem is beautiful in the front and refreshing in the back." The time starts from the afterglow of the sunset, and gradually writes to the bright moon. In the middle, the scenery seen by the author Yang Xiaozi is from bright to dark, and then to the clear sky and clear moon and thousands of miles of silver, and the writing is okay.

"Viewing the moon is associated with the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland, associated with the ambition in his chest, and using the magical story of the bright moon to express his emotions, express his ambitions, and strive to be a great talent for the country. Others, write a few sentences about flowers, the moon is rising, and colorful clouds are floating, which is also good. Anything else, it's nonsense, it's over, here you go!"

Yang Yilin took the text paper, pretended to be angry and said: "Only when I made the payment, I laughed a few words, where is the nonsense?