moonlight

Night, quiet, and everything is silent. A cool breeze blew and stroked my face.

I sat on the chair behind the desk and looked up at the sky. On the black sky, there are a few stars in the sparse, like shy, when the time is hidden, peeping into the world. In the middle of these stars is a silver-plated moon - a moon of fifteenth in the summer night. Her round face was hung with a kind, gentle smile and quietly looking at the earth. A few gray, thin clouds around her, like a fairy dance. The bright moonlight put a silver-gray veil on the earth.

The moonlight was on the ground, as if the earth was covered with a thin layer of frost, which reminded me of the "Quan Ye Si" of Shi Xian Li Bai. "Before the bed, the moonlight is suspected to be frost on the ground." The white moonlight is intertwined with some cool, scented night air, making people feel comfortable when they breathe.

I looked at it and couldn't help but respect the moonlight: she, obscured, always came out in the dark, lighting up the people at night; she was upright and selfless, dedicated all her property, such as the moonlight of water, to humanity. Isn't she so expensive?

Night, quiet night, I looked at the moon hanging in the air and the moon reflected in the water.

Second day: Lu Hesheng