1, the scene in front of me is quite like a Chinese painting: the dissolving moonlight, the long river, the congee selling boat, the "long beard" of the ancient banyan, the cold light of the ancient cannon, the people playing the fist and the baton ...... ah, Goose Lake's The night is so beautiful, that is rich in the beauty of the Chinese tradition.
2. At the end of the night, everything on the earth went to sleep.
3. In the canopy of the cold night, half a moon hangs diagonally, and the stars are twinkling.
4, The moonlight shone on the shimmering sea, which reflected the reflection of the stones. The stars were winking their quick eyes aside.
5. The moonlight remains the same, but people will change. She is no longer the protagonist of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but may we all know that this is the price behind the prosperity.
6. The streetlights are on, and the crystalline snowflakes are flickering in the light, like a group of small white moths.
7. The setting moon was still hovering despairingly at the edge of the dark forest, the river glistened upward from time to time with a silver light, there was not a breath of wind, yet the tops of the trees swayed slightly, the trees along the boulevard and the ghostly statues cast long, elusive shadows, the fountain spat out the water, and the rustling sound cut through the vast silence of the night in a very marvelous way.
8. The earth had fallen asleep, and the cold streets were silent except for the breeze that blew softly, and except for the occasional bark or two of a dog.
9, the night, holding a cool breeze, blowing through the dew-dripping sorghum leaves, blowing through the clattering poplar trees, blowing through the glittering river, but also blowing through the feverish Lin Daojing handsome cheeks ...... What a beautiful summer night heh, crystalline stars in the infinite gray sky shimmering with a moving light, grasshoppers, Crickets and unsleeping frogs and robins, softly singing lyrical songs in the grass, by the pond, and on the tree gaps. And the vast fields in silent slumber, the turquoise crops, the gurgling river, the curved earth road stretching in the darkness of the night, the wildflowers and leaves emitting a fragrant odor, the rich and fresh intoxicating air, together with the life of this legendary revolutionary struggle, all seem to be exceptionally fascinating and give a feeling of beauty in this unusual night.
10, when the evening sun burned half the sky, some people on the beach by the sea were swimming, some were collecting shells, and some were laughing to their heart's content, so that the sound of merriment here was like the waves of the sea for a while.
11, the moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, the ear can only hear the "crashing" sound of the waves; the breeze brushing the face, make people feel relaxed and happy.
12, silver-white moonlight on the ground, everywhere there are crickets chirping. The fragrance of the night filled the air, weaving a soft web that covered all the sights. What the eye touches is covered with this soft net, any grass and trees, are not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, ethereal color, each of which hides its delicate points, and all keep its secrets, so that people have a dreamlike feeling.
13, the roof of the orange round bright glass under the tree can be seen, from the mountain gorge rises ethereal mist. The quiet lilac bushes, flowers still blooming, immersed in moonlight. All the flowers, dew-soaked, could be sharply divided from each other. Light and shadow on the path of the Australian mixed together like that, as if not the trees and the road, but the swaying transparent houses.
14. The night was too quiet, and the moonlight, like a mist woven from a hazy silver veil, shone a solemn and holy light on the leaves of the trees, on the pillars of the veranda, on the arms of the wicker chairs, and on the faces of the people. The sea seemed to be asleep as well, and I heard the faint whisper of gentle waves lapping on the sand.
15, the street like a wave flat as a quiet river, meandering in the dense shadow of the trees, only those due to the wind and rain rustling leaves, seems to recall the daytime bustle and busy.