tonight

I didn't see the moonlight,

Maybe it's the occlusion of the clouds,

The windless is a little dull,

You can also feel a little cool.

Neon flashes,

Dancing with joyful drums;

row dragon headlight,

It's like the Milky Way of the stars.

There are not many pedestrians on the road,

By dribs and drabs

That's life.

The warmth of home,

Soothing the weary man,

Brought peace and tranquility.

The poet wanders in the ancient rhyme or avant-garde,

Pursuing the beauty of art,

Leaping thinking,

visual curves,

A burst of inspiration,

The brilliance of the heart.

Maybe it's melancholy,

Maybe it's a lonely reward,

Maybe it's a rose,

Maybe it's the sunset,

Words are beautiful,

Touching,

A little bit of feelings and melancholy,

Love is strong,

Ink stained the bed.

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