Moonlit Night

-- Alluring blue rain

The moon is like snow, and time is swaying and lonely.

The evening breeze blows lightly, and the pen is wrapped around the tips of the soot and dust.

Frogs chirp and crickets, and the stars in the sky are like books.

The ink dyes the residual painting, making a cocoon and binding the net deeply.

into the heart, moved by emotion, hidden in the bottom of the heart of the lips.

I don't think about it, I can't forget it, and I have nowhere to put melancholy.

said to put it down, but the moon faded away.

Words forget, how can they be as thin as flowers?

On the oily paper, all kinds of thoughts are painted in ink.

The dust is scattered, and moss grows on the three-life stone.

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