Moon

Do you still remember the bright moon last night? It was the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don’t think most of my friends living in the city would have a deep impression, because buildings built in recent years have sprung up like mushrooms, high-rise buildings rising from the ground everywhere even the morning sun stopped, so it was more difficult to see the rising autumn moon. It was a large and round mid-autumn moon. Milky yellow was rubbed into the silver white, with soft warm color, rising quietly, slowly and charming. When the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival climbed to the top of dozens of floors, she was so tired that she looked pale and looked down at the World coldly. At this time, how many people are still playing with it as three people? I am afraid that only the golden bottle is empty for the moon? The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world has hit many people’s hearts and resonated with them from ancient times till now. I have never seen the bright moon rising on the sea, but I have seen the bright moon hanging high on the sea. It was in the hot summer ten years ago in the bathing beach of Xianyu Bay in Dalian sea area, A full moon is like a jade plate embedded in the dark blue night sky with soft brilliance. Silver fragments are shining in the rugged waves on the sea. The backlit Moonlight draws the Dragon profile of the swimmer with silver silk, yuehua covers all things, and the natural and harmonious beauty can be seen at a glance. From the moon to the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is very bright, and this is not the Mid-Autumn Festival. If it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, how wonderful it is! With the theme of the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Su Shi’s song “water melody” has written down the mid-autumn festival in the world, which is a graceful and freehand brushwork Mid-Autumn Festival. While all the ordinary people in the world have their own mid-autumn festival complex, and what is my mid-autumn festival complex? The Mid-Autumn Festival in childhood was the bright moon, partners and moon cakes, and then the Mid-Autumn Festival was the bright moon, reunion and drinking. Now the Mid-Autumn Festival is the bright moon, missing and recalling. How many Mid-Autumn Festival rose from the precipitation in my memory. Although there was no nostalgia like Mr. Yu Guangzhong, there was an unfinished wish after all. In the mid-autumn festival a long time ago, the days had begun to improve and the mood was happy. Having already taken good care of the beautiful scenery in the park, he invited his father and sister who were a little closer to enjoy the moon together. It is the lake pavilion surrounded by water on three sides in Beiling Park, with antique buildings, carved beams and painted buildings, simple and elegant. Appreciating the moon here will add the feeling of thinking about the past. At that time, there were only a few visitors in the Park at dusk, and our relatives had gathered in my moon-watching pavilion before the night fell. We set up our own wine and delicacies and invited father to take a seat. My father, who had passed the year of flower armor, was very elegant. He drank, tasted and told us about the legend of goddess of the moon, the origin of moon cakes and the connotation of enjoying the Juan for thousands of miles. The moon was flashing silver behind the swaying shadow of the tree quietly, as if peeping at the warmth of our blood thicker than water. Yes, at this time, it is the cheer up of our family after suffering, and the spirit of uplifting in the condensed family affection. On every New Year’s Day, we have to gather together, talking about work, the world, life and mutual encouragement. This is especially true tonight. We toast to our father with gratitude. Father toast to encourage us with emotion for our excellence. Mellow wine and strong family affection tell us the unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival. Suddenly, the autumn wind with cold passed by us, and the dim lake surface raised ripples layer by layer. Then there was a burst of cool wind stronger than a burst of cool wind. The Pavilion near the water itself was cool, and it was the wind that helped the water. The autumn wind, the autumn water flooding the autumn cold, this autumn cold swept our interest. Before the moon reflected the water, we stopped the kind words and put the unfinished elegance into our hearts and left in a hurry. On the way home, I planned that I would still come here to enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival next year, but I had to buy dozens of meters of plastic film to surround the pavilion in the middle of the lake, avoiding the dilemma of cold weather tonight, we must enjoy a mid-autumn festival. Everything in my destiny is out of control, but my plan of enjoying the moon next year has been stranded till now. The Mid-Autumn Festival has become an eternal regret when I have a picnic with my father to enjoy the moon. More than twenty years have passed quickly. I think there must be a lot of people going to the antique Moon Pavilion to enjoy the moon with wine. There is no embarrassment of high buildings, and there is romance of willow on the moon, the beauty of the Lake waves sifting the moon is full of the longing of the clear light to protect the Jade bar. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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