In the middle of the night, the tree is no longer a tree

Water is no longer water

I don't believe it, when you burn the tree with fire

There was white smoke rising up

When the fish drink the water

The bubble is one of its souls

If, you walk at night

Didn't bring a flashlight

You'll feel suspicious all around

Because no one is in this night

Even the wind will talk to you

Open your sleeping eyes

What the hell was the dog barking at the empty space?

Is it an earthquake? No

Is it a ghost? Only the night knows

And on a moonlit night

Everything was peaceful

Even if there are thieves

He can't do anything

In the moonlight

I'd rather take a nap for the night

Guarding this moonlight is like guarding your own shadow

Suppose it coincides with the Qixi Festival

When the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet

A child of you

Maybe looking forward to it under the loofah vine

Listen to whether the legend is true

Suppose it's the Mid-Autumn Festival

You will be because of the full moon

And I feel that the days are extremely happy

If it's Christ's Christmas Eve

You'll feel

It was the best night in three hundred and sixty-five days

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Note: Smoke is the soul of the tree, and when the tree is burned by fire, the soul goes to heaven. The bubble is the soul of the water, the fish swallows the water, and the water dies. I want to tell you the benefits of a moonlight night, which shows the desire for love with the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, I am young, often people say, on the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day, the loofah vine can hear the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's voice, as long as the rattan is put in the ear and wait, I tried not to hear, which is the Mid-Autumn Moon, to show my yearning for a better life, and Christ Christmas Eve, is my beauty of faith.

"Song of Things" 89 The moonlit night is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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