?1. The moon rises higher and higher and has climbed to the top of the big building. She looked down on the earth and waved her light. The white moon in the sky, I squinted my eyes, and did see a blurred scene in the bright moon high in the sky. Was it mountains? Was it water? Was it the sky? The clouds? Or was it my shadow?
?2. As night fell, the moon rose. It was like she was looking at us and smiling at us. Her round face was a little reddish, maybe a dark pink, like a reddish lantern hanging in the sky. As the moon lazily rose upward, it looked like it was carrying a big burden, slowly climbing upward, one after another, looking very tired. It took a lot of effort for the moon to break through the horizon and hang in mid-air. At this time, she took off her red dress and replaced it with a golden-yellow veil, greeting us cloudy beings with an alabaster smile. But then we look at her face, we feel it is a blue moon, green moon, blue faint, green, maybe the moon girl is a king of face changing, beautiful and amazing.
?3. The color of the moon is pale, and there is no lotus pond backing. I think the moonlight without the lotus pond should have a different flavor. There are dim streetlights, no pedestrians, vaguely bleak. This scene reminds me of the atmosphere of "old trees and crows, and people at the end of the world". The feeling is very similar, but the situation is really different.
?4. Tonight, the moon is full, all the resentment in my heart, tired, will yield to the holy moonlight, I look forward to dreaming with you in the heart of the meeting, looking forward to your cool fingertips touch my dry face, so that I believe in the true meaning of love once again.
?5. The moon, like a changeable baby, sometimes taut and fat and round face, sometimes like a curved banana, with a slim figure.
?6. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I looked up at the sky and saw a full moon, there are layers of clear clouds in the sky, such as smoke like fog, diffuse in the moonlight. The moon halo is precisely the full moon and clear clouds of the Red Queen, hold in between the two, a light point on a circle, neither noisy, but also have all kinds of delicate.
?7. Winter nights, the shadow of a full moon, a few sparse starlight, plus near the ground between the windows of people's buildings overflowing with lights, in the light of the sky and clouds and the mixture of human smoke and fire, head up and down, naturally born out of the mind on the unity of heaven and earth and the warmth of the people and hearty!
?8. Moonlight shoots in the center of these branches. The leaves of the trees shimmered, all reflecting a layer of silvery light. The road interacted there flickering with beautiful spots of silver and black shadows intersecting. The air was filled with a mysterious cloying sweetness.
?9. I happened to be standing by a tree. I only saw a clear bright moon arising from the buds of that tree. In the absence of dark clouds, as in the treetops of a brilliant flawless flower, standing in the world, really like "wind and flowers, snow and moon" in the "snow moon".
?10. Out of the house to the balcony, the moon is hanging above my head, emitting a ghostly light, bright and bright. I looked at it as if it was smiling at me, and that smile swept away with the clear light. I thought to myself, "How long has it been since I've seen a moon as bright as this? Is it true that on every clear night, such a bright moon is smiling at us, only that we forget it?
?11. Everything in the world is God's creation, are very and attainment, but the moon is different, the moon has its own character, there is a cloudy and round, the moon's divine elegance is reflected here. Why should the moon strive for splendor? Her purpose is to make the night no longer terrible, to give people a piece of warmth, a piece of light!
?12. The full moon hanging high in the dark blue sky, her round face with a sweet smile, quietly also looked at the earth, a few gray and white thin clouds around her, like a fairy dance, bright moonlight to the earth and put on a silver-gray gown. Illuminated everything, illuminated the petals, appearing flowers more delicate, which more cause me to the moon princess's favorite.
?13. The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkled on the earth, the earth is draped in silver gray saree. She wore a plain white dress, serene and peaceful, gentle and generous. Her jade disk Si's face. Through the willow tops. Leaving a gentle smile.
?14. The moon condenses light into their temperament, they smile, cry, gently and shallowly, such as the bright moon shines on the flowers, deep pools and waves.
?15. The moonlight is spread evenly over the lake. The surface of the lake waves flickering, the moon will be hazy in the lake above the water, mixed with the fragrance of young willow, so that people enjoy the eyes. The moonlight danced and whispered. This light is transparent, simple, this light is beautiful, pure.
?16. The moon is as small as a hairpin, so curved that it mesmerizes.
?17. The moon is ever-changing. Sometimes it is a small boat, the moon sister sitting on it, counting the stars in the sky; sometimes the moon is a big disk, ignorant children thought it was lost in someone's house!
?18. The moon rose, like just dehydrated out of the jade wheel ice plate, not stained with dust.
?19. The moon finally rose into the cold, clear sky, white and crystalline.
?20. The moon girl rose, as if she was quietly talking to the little stars around her.
?21. The moon, so bright, such as a wonderful girl, soothe the hearts of all. Moonlight like still water, sprinkled to the ground, which is the wonderful girl gently whispering to the earth. Desirable serenity, viewing such a beautiful moon, why not cozy say?
?22. A full moon is rising, and the silvery moonlight is reflected in a few feathery clouds, wonderful.
?23. It is proudly and coolly attached to the distant blue sky, and only the thin silk-like floating clouds weave melancholy wrinkles to it.
?24. A string moon, according to the dome of the sky and hanging, yellow full moon with a hazy veil of fog, drifting, such as the first half of the bright eyes of the first makeup as elegant.
?25. A full moon slowly climbed up the hill. The former pale moon shadow is even more pale, looking at the return road, the moon also seems to be waiting for the distant travelers home, leaving only a few residual glow shine on the earth, slowly moving.
?26. A piece of white clouds, cover the moon's beautiful face, the moon tried to put the clear light from the white clouds, forming a beautiful scenery that can not be compared with words, at this time, the stars are also scrambling to put out a faint light.
?27. Soft like flotsam, light like floating clouds, there are deep and shallow, if any. I don't want to play under the so colorful, and thus show the elegance; not as brilliant as the sunset, and thus more sad.
?28. The moon does not care, the sky is full of stars in the missing one; just as you do not care, less than one of my pursuers.
?29. Looking at the clouds of water covered by mist, like a translucent paste, all because of the hazy moonlight. The ancients said: to enjoy the moon to have a good company, at the moment I do not have a beauty around, to the window of the hazy moon color evoked me to the Jing'er that has been frozen for a long time.
?30. "You think the moon is like what" "like my lover" "Why" "because he is like the moon to light up my sky"
?31. "The moon, so bright, like a wonderful age, soothes all. Moonlight like still water, spilling toward the ground, which is the wonderful girl gently whispering to the earth. Desirable tranquility, viewing such a moon, why not cozy said .
?32. The beautiful moonlight from the distant sky to the earth, will be her ancient legend open. That is not only the moon under the old man narrated a moving story, but also is not Chang'e moon across the space and write a beautiful poem it.
?33. It's mid-autumn, and the osmanthus flowers on earth are falling. In the full moonlight, the fall is not only osmanthus flowers, but the unobtrusive quiet beauty and lingering fragrance. People often use "full moon" "moon" to describe the "sadness and happiness", the traveler living in other countries, but also to the full moon and moon to support the deep feelings of homesickness and homesickness of relatives. "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown." This is the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's lyrical reflection on the moon; "The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown bright." This is the Tang Dynasty "Poetry Sage" Du Fu's feelings about the moon.
?34. I will send my letter to you to the moon, where there is no oxygen, and I can love you for ten thousand years.
?35. The moon is so full that I expect to have a beautiful dream with you.
?36. A piece of moon in Chang'an, the sound of ten thousand households pounding clothes
?37. The moon is very good at night, she hangs in the middle of the sky, although it is still only half of it, and it is still far away from the regiment, but she sprinkles the soft and clear light all over the earth all the same. Qingxi Township mountains, bamboo, fields, houses, fences and haystacks, all masked in the endless white hazy veil thin, seemingly ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
?38. When you are lonely, you have to raise your glass to invite the moon, when you are depressed, you have to raise your arm to call for the moon, and when you are thinking about it, you have to raise your head to look at the moon. Unconsciously, the moon is loaded with too much reputation, implicit, soft, and free flowing. Li Bai called the moon as "white jade disk", Su Shi than the moon for "Cindy", the moonlight seems to stagnate in people's hearts all the love wire.
?39. The thought of the evening breeze rippling with your hand holding, tonight's moon suddenly full.
?40. Some people think that the moon is a spiritual support, looking at the moon, it seems that the heart of the matter are talking to the moon. And some people do not care about the moon, think there is no big deal. The moon, as its name suggests, is very bright. It is bright because of Chang'e and Houyi, it is bright because it symbolizes the reunion and bright, that unique, unusual bright sometimes let a person feel bright and bleak, sometimes let a person feel amicable. In short, the moon, very unusual!
?41. The moon is white on the top of the willow, and the wind is blowing the clouds and smoke. The wind in the moon moon listening to the wind, willow tree tops floating clouds swim. Last night, I was listening to the wind and the rain, and I was watching the rain hit the top of the willow. Tonight, I realize the warmth of spring, and the moonlight hides a dream in the willow tresses. Under the moonlight, I listen to the wind and enjoy the quiet of the night. I am in the middle of a moonlit night, the moon is with the willow, enjoying the haze of the moon alone.
?42. As long as the sun, the earth and the moon are still there, everything is still in time.
?43. Looking at the sky, the moon is as bright as a practice. Think of the moon in the broad cold fairy, think of the obsessive watch thousands of years of Wu Gang. I don't know when the man who is in love can be touched by the immortal appearance of Chang'e, so the Toad Palace, and finally become a family home. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need, and then you can get the money to pay for the services you need.
?44. The night sky is full of stars, the moon is like a boat as if sailing in a wide silver river.
?45. The curved boat hung among the distant stars, illuminating all. Oh, it became a great moon cake floating in the air, and it would morph. Sometimes like a scythe, sometimes like a small boat, and will be like a moon cake when.
?46. Please take the moonlight tonight and I love you.
?47. The moonlight is still the moonlight of the youth, and the color of the nine states is the frost of Li Bai.
?48. The winter night, the moonlight is hazy, like a layer of mist, scattered a cold. Pale moonlight makes people feel a burst of bleak intention, looking at the moonlight is no longer like water, thoughts through the piece of tenderness like a fog like a little diffusion, wandering for a long time, and finally in an impatient sigh in the drift drift drift drift.
?49. I will always follow you, just as the moon will surely follow you.
?50. Let the fullest moon accompany you and me, and let the moon convey my wishes and blessings...I wish you a joyous Mid-Autumn Festival, and a full moon and a full circle of people, and a full circle of things
?51. The moon doesn't sleep and you don't sleep, and you're a bald girl.
?52. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and scattered, the cold crows roost again.
?53. I looked at the moon for a long time. Dad saw me so fascinated by the moon, then asked me: "What are you looking at it" "I'm looking for Chang'e and Jade Rabbit! I can already see their shadows, and there is a laurel tree next to them, I want to go to the moon." Dad laughed at what I said and said, "What you see is not the shadows of Chang'e and Jade Rabbit!" "Then what is on the moon," I pursued. "What you see is the visual sense created by some craters on the uneven surface of the moon!" Listened to my father's words, I still do not believe, still insist that I want to cut a year, only from the laurel tree to cut down a leaf from the sky to fall to the earth will become a gold leaf, this piece of gold leaf will fall on the earth's most industrious person's home door, this family will be rich, so you grow up to be industrious, industriousness is wealth. "Listening to my father's story, I once again into the imagination, I seem to see that the osmanthus leaves are floating down from the sky, just happened to fall in the doorway of my house ......
?54. The moon, always with the color of longing, which will always be accompanied by attachment and sadness. The source is far and wide. The sea rises bright moon, the end of the world *** this time, dew from this night white, the moon is the hometown Ming, bed in front of the bright moonlight, suspected to be the ground frost. Raise your head to look at the moon, low thinking of the hometown of the moon hides how many people away from the attachment, how many loved ones to support the yearning. In my heart, the moon is a confession of love, pure and beautiful flawless, beautiful appendix; it is a string of wandering heart sea wishes, sincere and warm!
?55. On the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival, our family strolled around the school of the University of Teachers to enjoy the moon. The jade disk-like moon hung high in the sky, but it was really round! Unfortunately, it was a cloudy day, the moon is like a naughty and shy little girl, a moment to hide in the clouds to play hide-and-seek with us, a moment to show his face to greet us, after a while, it walks in the thin clouds, like a veiled maiden in a light song and dance. A gust of wind blew, more or less cool. The wind blowing through the woods, like water, like waterfalls, like the sound of the waves, but also like a wonderful music, so I was intoxicated in the hazy color of the moon.
?56. The mirror of your heart reflects the light that falls on the table, on the stool, on the wall, on the window, on the sky, on the stars, on the moon and then, it becomes a slice of dripping white moonlight. Good night to those who are not here, good night to the dripping moonlight. This joy and hope from the moon is dedicated to the children who never say no and never give up.
?57. A few days ago, the lodging has not yet melted, reflecting the moonlight, white illumination of the square in front of the Gathering Hall as white as day; the night of the new winds and this full of residual snow blowing freezing, stepping on it is only a rustling.
?58. Every night, you can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky, curved, like a woman's eyebrows. Today, the moon is still only an approximation of the semicircle, from the full moon should still have some time it. I stood by the window, looked up at the window of this half moon, feel relaxed and happy, produce endless reverie.
?59. The moon, like an unpredictable baby, sometimes tense and fat and round face; sometimes it is like a bent banana, with a slim body, let a person very envious; sometimes, it is very generous to the earth to shed light; and sometimes, it is hiding in the clouds, a night does not come out to meet with everyone.
?60. In a thousand forms of nature, there are starry hills, more water gurgling sparkling, but I favor the night sky in the round of bright moon, she is my "friend", I like to sit on the balcony, in the moonlight shrouded quietly gazing at her.
?61. The night of the branches bloomed moonlight, swirling fluorescent light breeze Shang Yang left Bang Ran as the tide of quiet fall into the depths of the mortal world, taking advantage of the hazy night, I pieced together the broken shadow of your lost, lifting up the light of the micro-sun, lighting the direction of your lost, such as the song of the years, to save a line of poetry and ink you lost the true corners. You are the moon, your light shines night after night insomnia window pane, gently rubbing scattered sadness, a basket of dreams, your night to ring the bell, waking up the elegant moon tide, my heart has no ripples. The thoughts sent from afar have been crushed by this warm and soft moonlight.
?62. Flipping through the thinning calendar, such as turning over the memories that are full of tear stains, the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, hanging crystal silver dew, in the days of the title page, sliding into the eyes, splashing points of pale sour, another Mid-Autumn Festival, another had to be in the moon waves of the beach, looking at the Chang'e guarded the beauty.
?63. People cut yellow flowers thin, full of grief, spread the heart of the sadness, tearful eyes gaze, is still that the bright full moon with the Mid-Autumn Festival, such as transparent dewdrops splashed that clean bright jade disk, ringing with the bleak desolation.
?64. The Mid-Autumn Festival in my eyes is like an invitation, every year on the fifteenth day of the eighth month you are invited to attend the gathering of relatives and friends. The invitation is valid for a lifetime and will never be voided. The Mid-Autumn Festival is an ever-blooming flower irrigated with affection and friendship. It spreads the flower's . . fragrance to the north and south of the Yangtze River and up and down the country. The Mid-Autumn Festival is also like a river of spring water, flowing through everyone's heart, moisturizing everyone's soul.
?65. Under the darkness of the night, I was walking with the moon.
?66. Do you want to come to my house, I will take you to see the moon on my balcony, and talk about something on the way.
?67. Mid-autumn night, raise a glass of reunion, the leaf has been flying love stretches. Homesick people in a hurry in the faraway places, the wine asked the lonely moon, this evening is the tenderness of the light in the scattered, tears have been wet in his hometown, the pillow leaks into the spot silver light, quietly accompanied by the traces of that lonesome walk through.
?68. The moon is a metaphor, all the body is you.
?69. On the occasion of the moon, relatives at home can not help but think of their loved ones in foreign lands, and people in foreign lands can not help but think of their loved ones at home. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival has a "reunion festival" called, "flowers and moon people reunion" said.
?70. Soft like flotsam, light and even as silk floating clouds, clustered with the full moon rising from the sea, the clear light to the surroundings of a round of colorful halo, from deep to shallow, if there is still nothing. Unlike the evening sun so colorful, and therefore more elegant; not as brilliant as the sunset, only to give you a little light joy, and a little light sadness.
?71. A person's Mid-Autumn Festival, inevitably some sadness. When the family in, will feel this day with the usual no different; only when alone, to deal with the empty room, only profoundly realize that this when it is a how to celebrate the festival of joy. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on a new one.
?72. But look up, missing it. What you can see is the skyscrapers, the prosperity, what you can see, just a small part of the sky.
?73. When the moon rises lazily, it looks like it is carrying a big burden, slowly climbing upwards, one after another, and it looks very tired.
?74. The earth treats the moon as a lonely companion, and the moon always surrounds his world.
?75. I wondered at the moon for a long time. When my father saw me looking at the moon, he asked me, "What are you looking at?" "I'm looking for Chang'e and Jade Rabbit! I can already see their shadows, and there is a laurel tree next to them, I want to go to the moon." Dad laughed at what I said and said, "What you see is not the shadows of Chang'e and Jade Rabbit!" "Then what is on the moon," I pursued. "What you see is the visual sense created by some craters on the uneven surface of the moon!" After hearing my dad's words, I still didn't believe it and still insisted on my idea: "That's the Jade Rabbit and Chang'e, the story of 'Chang'e's journey to the moon' has been played in Journey to the West in the past." "Haha, how are you so stupid ah, those are ancient people made up mythological stories, there is no 'Chang'e to the moon'." Mom said on the side. After that, mom took out some information about the moon. After I read it, I realized it.
?76. The light spread on the wilderness, the wilderness suddenly turned into a silver sea; the moonlight spread on the branches of the trees, each big tree is like a silver ribbon; the moon sprinkled soft light, leaving many wonderful reveries on the earth; the moon dissolved that cool light into people's eyes, making their gaze full of perfect expectations!
?77. At night, the beautiful and bright moonlight through the windows of every house, as if like a necklace of bright, to light up the house of every family, that the moon hangs in the sky as if like a doll's face, emitting a faint smile. I looked at the moon as if it was saying hello to me. The moon was surrounded by clouds, which were very beautiful. The clouds were like a doll, floating around, great.
?78. I like the moon, the moon is you.
?79. Looking at the moon, it is a faint yellow halo and a cold light, it is a full moon. And this time is not belong to its Mid-Autumn Festival, it is at this time no longer shining on the lights of ten thousand families. In the background of the extremely deep night, there are a few stars full of dreamy light blue in the decoration of this quiet and distant night, as little as possible, but they are exceptionally bright.
?80. The moon came up quietly, like a round of silver plate, set in the deep blue night sky, the Mid-Autumn Festival to enjoy the moon. Moonlight quietly sprinkled down, the whole world seems to be immersed in a silver sea. Under the moonlight, people's colorful life, like an elegant moonlight sonata.
?81. The moon was chewed up and turned into a star, and you, hidden in the starry sky.
?82. Bright moonlight with a white veil decorated with the beauty of the earth, the roadside lights shine on the earth, the lights and moonlight into one, appearing exceptionally beautiful. The heart is filled with the melancholy of loneliness and the joy of feeling the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival at the same time, these two emotions mixed together, so that my heart is like a clear and a muddy two water rivers, two water are raging, trying to smooth out, so that they merge into one place, and then disappeared into each other, in order to restore the calmness of the heart of the self.
?83. The moon quietly narrates, with a voice that no one can hear; the years slowly record, with words that no one can decipher. However, when you look around, you are so speechless and so silent.
?84. Everything in the world is God's creation, are very and attainment, but the moon is not the same, the moon has a self character, there is a cloudy and round, the moon's divine grace is reflected there. Why should the moon strive for splendor? Her purpose is to make the night no longer terrible, to give people a piece of warmth, a piece of light just!
?85. The night is deep, the love is thick. Mid-autumn is still in the vault of the sky strolling wandering, walking through the predestined cold miserable, crossed the dream that the river of lovesickness, only wandering in the moonlit night of the thin figure, stranded in the lovesickness of the wind in the solo bank.
?86. In that wide street, people are parading miles! Lovely fireflies are also flying around in groups, for people to "fight the road" in a bright house, people are there to eat mooncakes, enjoy the moon, looking at the moon as if the alabaster disk, people are smiling. The moon in the sky illuminates the earth, and the river reflects the moon in the sky, which is beautiful!
?87. Is it that I realized that the moonlight is gone because there are too many tall buildings in front of me. Maybe no one can realize that the moon appears less days, because there are more busy skyscrapers.
?88. The stars are the Milky Way to the moon's love letters, you are the world gifted me the gift.
?89. You know that for thousands of years, the literati love you, thousands of strands of love in you, thoughts of memory intoxicated in you, you can not help but evoke unlimited reverie ...... throughout the ages, you have always been countless literati often chanting the boutique, is the end of the world of travelers, is the support of a broken heart, is the return of the arrow of the people's thoughts and emotions. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
?90. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is extraordinarily full and unusually bright. Families like to sit together, while enjoying the moon, while eating moon cakes, it is said to eat moon cakes like a symbol of family reunion, my hometown over the centuries has always had this traditional custom.
?91. I like the mood of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would like to feel the love and care of loved ones in the mood of the Mid-Autumn Festival, taste the philosophy of life, and experience the changes in the hometown. I expect the mid-autumn moon in the Jiangnan water town to be fuller and brighter this year. I pray that the life of my friends and relatives will be more beautiful and happy. I expect my hometown to become more beautiful and fertile. I also look forward to expect the motherland more and more development and growth, social harmony and stability.
?92. The moon in the ocean has tears in its eyes, and the sun in the blue field has smoke in its eyes.
?93. The moon at the time of loneliness and the moon at the time of spring is the same.
?94. Looking at the moon, I seem to see the Jade Free is busy pounding the immortality of the Dan; Chang'e in the Palace of Guanghan, usually very lonely, lonely, but today is happy and smiling; that unlucky wood chopper Wu Gang, today also rest.
?95. The Mid-Autumn Festival is both sweet and sour. The sweet honey is because, to be able to enjoy the delicious mooncakes; said is sour because after all, no relatives around the day is very lonely. The mouth is very sweet but the heart has homesickness in the surge of emotions. She let me know more about the preciousness of love, let me taste the sweetness and warmth of my hometown. Deeply understand the knowingly around but do not know how to cherish, lost only to find its importance. In the sluggish and cold Mid-Autumn Festival lit a warm fire, go to the coolness of the fall.
?96. Outside the door to the west of the top of the forest, hanging on the top of the moon has become a golden, no longer a curved eyebrow.
?97. The moonlight was high up, and the silver silver veiled face gazed silently at the pale earth, like a great mother, with a deep gaze, watching the sleeping baby. My life is not a cell of a sleeping baby. The wind that flows is the blood of the baby, right?
?98. There is a beautiful legend of Chang'e running to the moon, and now there is the feat of human beings landing on the moon. The moon is also the object of people's homesickness, ancient poets mentioned the moon many times in their poems, such as "raising their heads to look at the moon, low thinking of their hometown." I don't know how many people in the past for the moon's beautiful sigh ah! The moon is always so bright, high above.
?99. The moon is hazy, and the scenery under the moon seems to be in the shadow of the moon in the embrace of a lot of dim misty. Under the moon, the earth, mountains and rivers, tall buildings, flat valley, all seem to be covered with a thin veil, in the moonlight surrounded by a deep sleep. Beautiful ah, everything, everything in the world, with the reflection of the moon, in this night, but more a touch of silence and peace, the moon still exudes its luster, the shadow of the trees, swaying in the wind, the sound of the water gurgling, flowing under the stars, all the good things are at this time to exude their own unique beauty.
?100. A bend of the crescent moon is like a boat, warping the tip of the bow, in the quiet lake rowing, send me a piece of love.