Qian xing Dan yue composition

Weak water 3 thousand, I only take a spoonful; There are thousands of dreams, and I only dream once; I only picked up a bucket of songs on Mount Tai; The stars and the moon are boundless; I only pick one.

It was getting dark. When the sun set on the horizon, I heard a little cheer, a little cheer from the night.

I walked slowly, with traffic in my ear and loud noise in front.

I carry a schoolbag, responsibility, expectation, ridicule, contempt, sadness, dreams, personality, fear, tears, grievances, incomprehension, and more. ...

I walked, walking aimlessly, watching the world so absurd, so unbearable, so decadent, so heartless, so. ...

I listen, I listen to how noisy, how cold, how desolate, how silent, how unforgettable and how ...

There is no one here, no car, no sound. Looking up, the sky is a pale moon, looming, and the clouds are nearby. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the wind blows in the willows and the world becomes dark. The direction of the stars is north, and there are stars around. What star is that? A white star? I gave a wry smile. "Hoo ..." A small wind blew. There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it. Clouds covered the bright moon. Suddenly, darkness spread to the earth. Only the street lamp is shining, and my shadow is lengthening, shrinking, disappearing, shrinking and lengthening. There are several street lamps on the road, and my shadow has changed several times, like life. After reincarnation, in reincarnation, people go up the mountain for a while and down the mountain for a while. It will always be like this, there is no eternity.

There is no moon in the sky, only a few stars are left. Not together, but together. This is very philosophical. God always puts irrelevant things, people. People and things are linked together.

"Ah ... jokes!" My heart is unknown, unknown! No one is the same, no one is the same! Nobody wins! Nobody wins!

The moon is pale, the wind is bleak, tears overflow my eyes and flow down wantonly, like a string of crying like complaining.

"Wow", Gui's soul flew into the light, and a bright light came over, which made my tears reflect a silver light. Looking up, I don't know when the sky is cloudless in Wan Li, the moon comes out and the sky is full of stars.

Tonight, the lonely star is cold, the moon is dark and windy, the traffic is rotten, and the world of mortals is like a peach garden. No wine, only tears. Wry smile, terrible. Traveling thousands of miles alone, no one answers, squinting at the world, that is, no one knows, how can anyone know? I despise it. When the moon rises, the sound of swords is all over the sky, echoing it. Lonely people, ethereal shadows, reincarnation, ups and downs, who is in charge of ups and downs in the vast land. Too white shines on my heart, my heart is too white, too white shines on Suzaku, and I am the whitest.