The scenery that stays in my heart

In the middle of the night, standing gazing, when the moonlight shines, it comes into view. The stars shine, it is the eyes of the mother looking forward to the child.

Sunset in the west, welcoming the evening. The smile of the Sun’s father-in-law’s enthusiasm is no longer visible to everyone, and it is covered by the ruthless sea, and the light disappears without a trace. The moon sister didn't know when it was drifting over the treetops, and she smiled at the people with cute little eyes.

The sky has long since disappeared, and the clouds seem to be so degraded. The poet sent a love month: "I sent my heart and the moon, and the wind went to the night." It looked so pleasant. "I hope that people will live forever." ”

The sky, like the overturned ink bottle, has been extended and extended, and it can't help but make people think.

look! Naughty eyes are jumping, a glimpse, a glimpse, a rhythm and euphemism, it is so feminine. It is all over the sky, full of heaven and earth, and it is as embarrassing as the decoration of Zhanmei. It is like a pearl, against the galaxy of soft light. The beautiful atmosphere is vacant, full of souls, full of atrium, full of souls, crowded everywhere. Jingjing is shining with starlight, emitting a brilliant light. I reached out and wanted to keep the starlight, but it had already gone through the palm of my hand. Only quietly appreciate the heavens of this world. Unable to get, the most beautiful is not available.

The moonlight flashed and the stars shimmered.

The moonlight is scattered and the stars are shining.

The moonlight hangs and the stars are scattered.

The moonlight is transparent and the stars are crystal clear.

The moonlight is soft and the stars are soft.

Moon, star, soar in the arms of the sky. Like a mother who is like a sky, the moon and the stars are still her children. Playful in the mother's love, but the children are against each other, the mother does not speak.

First day: Jia Hongchen