Chapter 2 Chapter 3 - Secrets

There is a trace of unforgettable bitterness......

Describing the sea, I also like the sea at night. It's still dark blue at night. The moonlight shines on the surface of the sea, like a layer of silver sand covering the sea. I walked on the beach, the sea breeze gently blew me, staring at the microwave sea, listening to the sound of the waves, I only felt a god.

Moonlight, moonlight, compose a gripping and moving melody just like in the moonlight song at this time, self-intoxication, self-enjoyment.

drunk in the moonlight, but also contemplating in the moonlight; melancholy in the moonlight, and sigh in the moonlight; Wandering in the moonlight, and chanting in the moonlight; Walking alone in the moonlight and also silent in the moonlight. Looking back left and right, looking around, only to know that there is no one left, and there is no one to accompany me, it seems to be lonely, and it seems to be cold, but I don't know that the moonlight is soft, but at this time, it is like an amorous and considerate woman, and it has entered my heart.

Lin Qingxuan is also willing to warm a pot of moonlight wine and indulge in the haze. They cherish the moonlight and cherish this sultry swan song for the ages, because only the moonlight can understand their hearts.

Moonshine is the beating notes on the keys. She is light and flowing, and her passion flies by; She sang like a cry and shook her soul. It was the moonlight that activated the inspiration of the genius, and listening to "Moonlight Song" can perceive that she belongs to the world of the sea.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. (Li Bai < Silent Night Thoughts>)

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples change, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. (Li Shangyin<Untitled >)

The night, just darkened, the thick fog spread layer by layer, and it was a calm and peaceful night, and the white fog was dyed golden under the light of the soft moonlight and street lamps. Under the moonlight, the leaves "flutter", as if playing a "moonlight song", graceful and poignant, deep and wonderful, the beating notes seem to jump out of the hazy moonlight, intoxicating.

The bright night light hides a trace of melancholy thoughts, it can be seen that the moonlight is not so bright tonight, no wonder there is a dark light into my room.

Under the blurred moonlight, let go of your thoughts, pass all your thoughts to your fingertips, dissolve into the words of this line, and float to you in the distance with the wind.

Alone on the river tower thinking is slim, the moonlight is like water and water is like the sky. With the moon people, where is the scenery, vaguely like last year - Tang. Zhao Fang "Feelings of Jianglou"

Moonlight is like a gripping melody, an eternal swan song in the poet's heart. Moonlight is like a pot of sweet sake, the longer it is brewed, the more intoxicating agarwood overflows. Moonlight is like a confidant, listening to the whispers of your heart and giving you the most sincere advice.

The moon is full tonight, all the resentment and tiredness in my heart will succumb to this holy moonlight, I look forward to the meeting with your heart in my dreams, and I hope that your cool fingertips will touch my dry face, so that I can once again believe in the true meaning of love.

Moonlight is the acacia of wine in the poet's heart. Her emotions are like practice, long and short; She was in pain and sorrow, and wanted to sing and cry. Those poems describing moonlight have a trace of unforgettable bitterness in their sweetness......

Moonlight is a wonderful angel sent by God. She wanders like a wisp and exhales like an orchid; She fell into the air and danced lightly. Those legends about Chang'e still make people in the world think about it. Moonlight is the acacia of wine in the poet's heart. Her emotions are like practice, long and short; She was in pain and sorrow, and wanted to sing and cry. Those poems describing moonlight have a trace of unforgettable bitterness in their sweetness......

Describing the sea, I also like the sea at night. It's still dark blue at night. The moonlight shines on the surface of the sea, like a layer of silver sand covering the sea. I walked on the beach, the sea breeze gently blew me, staring at the microwave sea, listening to the sound of the waves, I only felt a god.

Moonlight, moonlight, compose a gripping and moving melody, just like in the moonlight song at this time, self-intoxication, self-enjoyment.

drunk in the moonlight, but also contemplating in the moonlight; melancholy in the moonlight, and sigh in the moonlight; Wandering in the moonlight, and chanting in the moonlight; Walking alone in the moonlight and also silent in the moonlight. Looking back left and right, looking around, only to know that there is no one left, and there is no one to accompany me, it seems to be lonely, and it seems to be cold, but I don't know that the moonlight is soft, but at this time, it is like an amorous and considerate woman, and it has entered my heart.

Lin Qingxuan is also willing to warm a pot of moonlight wine and indulge in the haze. They cherish the moonlight and cherish this sultry swan song for the ages, because only the moonlight can understand their hearts.

Moonshine is the beating notes on the keys. She is light and flowing, and her passion flies by; She sang like a cry and shook her soul. It was the moonlight that activated the inspiration of the genius, and listening to "Moonlight Song" can perceive that she belongs to the world of the sea.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. (Li Bai < Silent Night Thoughts>)

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples change, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. (Li Shangyin<Untitled >)

The night, just darkened, the thick fog spread layer by layer, and it was a calm and peaceful night, and the white fog was dyed golden under the light of the soft moonlight and street lamps. Under the moonlight, the leaves "flutter", as if playing a "moonlight song", graceful and poignant, deep and wonderful, the beating notes seem to jump out of the hazy moonlight, intoxicating.

The bright night light hides a trace of melancholy thoughts, it can be seen that the moonlight is not so bright tonight, no wonder there is a dark light into my room.

Under the blurred moonlight, let go of your thoughts, pass all your thoughts to your fingertips, dissolve into the words of this line, and float to you in the distance with the wind.

Alone on the river tower thinking is slim, the moonlight is like water and water is like the sky. With the moon people, where is the scenery, vaguely like last year - Tang. Zhao Fang "Feelings of Jianglou"

Moonlight is like a gripping melody, an eternal swan song in the poet's heart. Moonlight is like a pot of sweet sake, the longer it is brewed, the more intoxicating agarwood overflows. Moonlight is like a confidant, listening to the whispers of your heart and giving you the most sincere advice.

The moon is full tonight, all the resentment and tiredness in my heart will succumb to this holy moonlight, I look forward to the meeting with your heart in my dreams, and I hope that your cool fingertips will touch my dry face, so that I can once again believe in the true meaning of love.

The moonlight of early winter, clear and cold, faint, soft, like flowing water, poured quietly into the room through the window, dotting the floor with mottled land.

After a while, it was probably tired of playing, and loomed shyly from behind the clouds: a crescent moon as thin as a willow leaf moved slowly through the clouds, occasionally casting a few silvery-white rays of moonlight from the clouds.

The moonlight is the most beautiful in the world, the apple tree is the most beautiful in the village, the moonlight shining on the apple tree is the encounter between beauty and beauty, the collision of extreme and infinite, and the birth of the world's great beauty. It can even be said that if the moonlight is female, the apple tree is of course male, then the apple orchard under the moonlight is a small warm home, like an excellent man and a beautiful woman walking together, forming a happy home.