The stars are sparse, and there is a faint moon hanging alone. The sky is filled with a gray gas, which is even more beautiful through the moon.

Tonight's moonlight seems to be different from ever, revealing a sense of melancholy. I don't know if my heart is melancholy, or if the moon I see is melancholy?

Legend has it that there is a laurel tree planted in the Moon Palace, and a fairy named Wu Gang cuts it day and night. So Wu Gang cut in the Moon Palace for millions of years, and he could never escape this fate.

Although I am not Wu Gang, I have always been melancholy. melancholy and the bits and pieces of small long hair, nostalgic for the first time I met small long hair. Although I have never seen Xiao Changfa, I have been silently looking at Xiao Changfa all the time during the days of guarding Xiao Changfa, and I am very happy and happy.

Perhaps, she has become the driving force of my protection, or maybe it is my fantasy. However, this is enough.

Looking up at the moon again, there is a lack of tranquility, a lack of small long hair. I don't know what it will be like to look up at the moon from thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away? Will there be joy, will there be a feeling of happiness in the heart?

But I like the moon now, the hazy beauty of melancholy just reflects my heart, the sense of loss that I can't want, tossing and turning is my experience now!

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [Ru Mengji] 49: The extreme beauty of the moon is hitting in your hand, please wait for a while,

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