Moonlight

From the bright moonlight I saw the tranquility of the earth,

A hint of clarity, a hint of clarity,

quiet

Silence makes people send out the purest wishes from the bottom of their hearts,

Reverie the truest truth in the universe,

Floating in space,

Wandering in the world without hustle and bustle,

Let out a soft lament,

There was silence in the wilderness,

Literature starts here.

It's still night,

Night without moonlight,

pitch black,

The night of the mountain village where the road cannot be seen,

No dog barking,

There is only one person walking,

groping for the road that has not yet been completed,

There was a lonely goose screaming,

The field becomes small,

Literature shines here.

Hazy,

Floating clouds,

The mist rises in the silent sky,

Can't see the distant mountains and near the water,

It adds to the mystery and fear,

Let go of a trace of sincerity,

Evoke the sobriety of the creatures in the night,

Roared to shock the world,

This is the life of literature.

The wind is blowing, the rain is coming,

Life is like poetry,

Seeing the truth in the mud,

Bumpy and bumpy,

Can't walk the road at night,

Let out a wild scream,

Write the most magnificent chapter of poetic life,

Go down,

Leave the world in amazement.

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