?1. The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.
?2. The moonlight is the acacia of wine in the poet's heart. Her mood is like a practice, long and short; she is suddenly painful and sad, wanting to sing and wanting to cry. Those poems describing moonlight, sweet with a hint of heartfelt bitterness.
?3. The moon hangs in the middle of the sky, surrounded by a halo of yellowish light. The halo opened up and there were some hidden stars. There are also the blue and white clouds that seem to float like a light veil. At this time, the moon is not full, seems to be an A-shaped human head, open a pair of half-shy half-expectant black eyes. To me, look!
?4. The early winter moon, clear and cold, cascading ice-like silver glory from the west.
?5. The moon is bright and full in the sky. Looking at a full moon, I miss the mother is not around, can not help but silently praise the "people have sadness and happiness, the moon has a clear and sunny round and missing, this accident is difficult to complete. But I wish you a long time, a thousand miles of **** cicada juan.
?6. A hazy moon is drilling out of the cicada-like transparent clouds, flashing silver clear light.
?7. The sky is dominated by the moon, the moonlight shines into the once dormitory, I do not know at this time who else is in a distant place and I am sitting on the windowsill looking up at the unchanged night sky.
?8. The night of the middle of the month, the round moon seems to have just been washed with buttermilk on a silver plate, appearing particularly bright.
?9. The moon princess not only decorates the sky, the stars also help her to dress up the sky, no matter how brilliant the sun is, it is not as clear as the moon, but they will be fantastic sprinkled on the earth, inducing people to explore the desire.
?10. The moonlight poured down into the window sill, whitening the memories, and the silver roses in the corners opened up again; the moonlight dipped on the rose petals as if they were the white feathers of angels, so pure and light.
?11. The night is quiet and beautiful, shallow moonlight charming in the early fall evening, adding a few points of cold charm.
?12. The pointed crescent moon, like a plow in the field forward, pulling how much lamentation of the sadness, tumbling how many unresolved sentiments, advancing how much ambition, plowing how much infatuation love.
?13. The moon ah moon, you put bright light to the earth, for pedestrians to light the way home. The moon is a wonderful girl, bar light, beautiful face reflected in the earth; and like a kind mother, always put the light of love to the earth.
?14. The cold moon has no heart, quietly watching the dust of the world's floating and sinking, a half-covered clouds, listening to the evening breeze.
?15. The hazy moonlight in front of the sleeping Jing'er is so beautiful and beautiful. Goodbye West Lake, goodbye to the people I love and the people I hate. Gradually, gradually Jing'er in my impression blurred, just like I saw in the hazy moonlit night West Lake beautiful scenery.
?16. The moon is white, and the white moon conveys homesickness. "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine me back". These poets who are in a foreign land and can not return to their hometowns, always let the spring breeze amorous caress that traveler's heart.
?17. The night of the moon like ice plate, bright and elegant; like a mirror, clear and noble; such as Ningtan, clear and pure, beautiful as heaven.
?18. The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat/, as if sailing in a wide silver river.
?19. I bathed in the moonlight and strolled through the white world. A floating cloud, and the beautiful moon covered with a thin veil, the moonlight to the ground of all things covered with a hazy light, everything is so serene, mysterious. The moon gradually escaped from the light veil of the child's boundaries, and re-spill the light to the earth, the moonlight is so soft, like a ballerina, light and fluttering. Mixed with the fragrance of grass, flying to the heart of everyone ......
?20. The moon slowly turned from a willow leaf into a scythe, and then changed into a small boat in the vastness of the quiet driving. With the passage of time, the moon, as bright and beautiful as an alabaster disk, finally emerged in front of my eyes. Looking at this beautiful scenery, I can not help but think of a few lines of the old poem, "When I was young, I did not know the moon, but called it a white jade disk. The first time I saw this, I thought it would be a good idea for me to go back to the old days of the world, when I was a kid.
?21. The moon is very good at night, she hangs in the middle of the sky, although it is still only half, away from the group is still far away, but she is the same soft and clear light sprinkled all over the earth. Qingxi Township mountains, bamboo, fields, houses, fences and haystacks, all masked in the endless white hazy veil of thin, seemingly ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
?22. Every night, you can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky, curved, like a woman's eyebrow. To today, that the moon is still only an approximate semicircle, from the full moon should still have some days. I high school student essay in the window, looking up at the window of this half moon, feel relaxed and happy, produce endless reverie.
?23. The night sky outside the window is blue blue blue, sparse stars flashing a little bit of cold light, oak seems to want to compare with the moon in the end who is bright yes. The moon is first a golden yellow, slowly through a skein of light smoke like white clouds, up, and then up. She wore a white gown, serene and tranquil, gentle and generous. Her jade disk-like face, with a gentle smile, quietly looking at the earth.
?24. In this season of autumn, when people are still immersed in the "National Day" atmosphere of national rejoicing, ushered in the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, two festivals with the same glory, the nine states **** celebration!
?25. The clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, and the color of the sky became darker. Suddenly, I found a glowing thing behind a blue cloud, ah! That's the moon, she's so like a naughty little baby, she's hiding, I saw it running out from behind the cloud with a jump, that set of breath, it's so funny. It came out and stood next to the stars, dancing with them! Tonight the moon is really round, like a naughty doll, fat, wearing a transparent light clothes.
?26. The moon is white on the top of the willow, and the wind is blowing the clouds and smoke. The wind to explore the moon moon listening to the wind, willow tree tops floating clouds swim. Last night, I lay down and listened to the wind and rain, and watched the rain hit the top of the willow tree. 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.
?27. The moon is very good at night, it hangs in the sky, although it is still just a crescent moon, away from the Mission Luan is still far away, but it is the same as the soft and clear light sprinkled all over the earth. Qingxi Township mountains, bamboo forests, fields, houses, fences and haystacks, all masked in the endless white hazy veil thin, seemingly ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
?28. I will always follow you, as surely as the moon will follow you.
?29. Let the fullest moon accompany you and me, and let the moon convey my wishes and blessings...I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and a full moon and a full circle of people, and a full circle of things
?30. The moon doesn't sleep and you don't sleep, and you are a bald girl.
?31. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and scattered, the cold crows roost again.
?32. 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 the 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's 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 doorstep, 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 ......
?33. 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!
?34. 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 and 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.
?35. 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.
?36. 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 wind and this full of residual snow blowing freezing, stepping on it just rustling.
?37. 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 days. I stood by the window, looked up at the window of this half moon, feel relaxed and happy, produce endless reverie.
?38. 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 shed light; and sometimes, it is hiding in the clouds, a night does not come out to meet with everyone.
?39. 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 staring at her.
?40. The night of the branch bloomed the 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.
?41. 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.
?42. People cut yellow flowers thin, full of sadness, laying 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 with that clean jade disk, resounding with the bleak desolation.
?43. The Mid-Autumn Festival in my eyes is like an invitation, every year on the 15th of August you are invited to a 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.
?44. Under the darkness of the night, I was walking with the moon.
?45. 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.
?46. 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 four 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.
?47. The moon is a metaphor, all the body is you.
?48. On the occasion of the moon, relatives at home can not help but think of relatives in foreign lands, and people in foreign lands can not help but think of relatives at home. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival has a "reunion festival" called, "flowers and moon people reunion" said.
?49. Soft like flotsam, light and even as silk floating clouds, clustered around 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.
?50. 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 is when a festival of how happy and joyful. 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.
?51. 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.
?52. 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.
?53. The earth treats the moon as a lonely companion, and the moon always surrounds his world.
?54. 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 running 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 at the side. After that, mom took out some information about the moon. After I read it, I realized it.
?55. 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 spills soft light, leaving many wonderful reveries on the earth; the moon dissolves that cool light into people's eyes, making their gaze full of perfect expectations!
?56. 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.
?57. I like the moon, the moon is you.
?58. 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 very 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.
?59. 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.
?60. The moon was chewed up and turned into stars, and you, hidden in the starry sky.
?61. 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, seemingly extraordinarily 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 soothe, 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.
?62. The moon speaks quietly, with a voice that no one can hear; the years record slowly, with words that no one can decipher. However, when you look around, you are so speechless and so silent.
?63. Everything in the world is God's creation, are very and attainment, but the moon is not the same, the moon has the character of self, 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!
?64. 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.
?65. The stars are the love letters of the Milky Way to the moon, and you are the gift of the world to me.
?66. In this night, the moon looks unusually bright, we, after dinner to enjoy the moon, looking at the moon, I can not help but think of Chang'e, she for the sake of her husband, at the risk of self-flying to the distant and cold moon, really touching ah!
?67. Moonlight is like a melody of the heartstrings, is the poet's heart eternal song. Moonlight like a pot of sweet and cold wine, brewing time the longer, the more overflowing intoxicating fragrance. Moonlight like a confidant, listening to your heart's ramblings, to give you the most sincere advice.
?68. "Quickly down, take you to eat the reunion dinner to go." Mom was urging again. Then we went to Grandma's house.
?69. A full moon hung in the sky on a lonely night. I strolled in the quiet park lake, the lake reflects the moon that bright body, accompanied by the flickering light, the lake willow branches jumping happily. Although it is the season of late autumn, the cool wind from time to time from a distance, but that crystal clear moonlight still in my heart a warm ripple ......
?70. with an apple for breakfast with a tree to say my secret to buy an emerald-green flower to a cloud to help me to transport a piece of sunshine in the sun didn't see when sneakily I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm going to be able to get the best out of it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
?71. Time is always in a hurry, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival has come and gone. The parents do not know how many wrinkles, how many gray hairs have been added. I can't go back to visit them, I can only pray for them silently in my heart, bless them. I wish my parents, all the parents in the world can live a long and healthy life, smile often open, always do children shelter harbor, happy rely on.
?72. On the way home, I saw always refused to take off that layer of muslin. It is also good, maybe it is because of that layer of veil, the moon will be its light gently pouring into every corner of the red dust; maybe it is also because of that layer of veil, the moon will be so hazy, and in this moonlit earth will be revealed so quiet and simple.
?73. The moon hung motionless in the sky, rounder and softer than any gold coin under heaven. But she had somehow put on a new orange-red coat, perhaps specially prepared for me. Chang'e in the moon alone is making sweet and delicious moon cakes, but this delicious food can only be shared with me alone.
?74. As the traditional mooncake is gradually replaced by the iced mooncake, the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is also gradually forgotten. Today, even if the moon no longer appears, we will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival as usual, you say, is it
?75. Raise a cup to invite the moon, the shadow into three people, when we, the moon is our faithful partner. Raise your head to look at the moon, lowered your head to think, the moon is our right deep. The river, the moon, the river, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
?76. Hang the streetlights to the sky, steal the moon to you.
?77. Who is that curved moon for, in the waiting without crying, turned into the light of hope, illuminating the eternal expectation.
?78. It's mid-autumn, standing in the downtown area of Causeway Bay, I unconsciously looked up to the sky, searching for this mesmerizing star.
?79. Jianghan think of returning to the guest, Qiankun a corrupt scholar, a piece of cloudy sky **** far away, the eternal night moon with the lone
?80. The moon is always so, like a loving hand, every silent night gently caressing the earth, sprinkled on everyone, sprinkled in every inch of skin, so that people feel warm and melting. Gentle it makes people in the cold night is no longer cold, although its appearance appears to be cold cold, in fact, has a fiery temperature! So brilliant moonlight, is so close, with its fiery temperature close to us, so that we swing in its warm embrace, the people that cold heart forced on the warm bridge of love .