Talking about the moon of the fifteenth

The moon on the fifteenth is beautiful, as if it were covered with a layer of white gauze. Seen from a distance, the moon looks like a white jade plate. Clear moonlight sprinkled on the earth, putting on a silver dress for the earth. I just don't know if Chang 'e will be sad alone. If you look closely, you can also see a laurel tree, and there is another person beside it, that is WU GANG.

I look up at the moon, not only to feel its sad beauty like falling flowers in the dark night, but also to find a temporary support, not to get lost in lies, but because of its hopeful power. Looking up at the moon is not like looking down at the horizon of the sunset, giving people a kind of loss and helplessness that can't get any results after trying to explore. I always feel that the moon in the night sky is like an exit opened for me, which vaguely reveals the light summoned from another beautiful world, which will make me feel that I will eventually break through the shackles of darkness and have my own moonlight.

The scenery under the moon is also beautiful! The leaves sifted out a little moonlight, and the moon danced in the stream. The moon seems to have sprinkled a little silvery white powder on them, which reminds me of the beautiful scenery of "moonlight in its pine forest and crystal stone in its stream", and the artistic conception of "bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight" is as intoxicating as "the smoke cage is full of sand in the cold moon".

The moon was beautiful that night. Is it full again? I don't like the neon lights in the street, I don't like the boring noise, I just like the soft moonlight. Sprinkle it in the Woods, sprinkle it on the roof of China, coat the earth with golden flowers, and cover the lotus cage with gauze. I know you love him, but the light never falls on my heart.