Month Full Moon lacks

The moon is full, picturesque, hanging on the horizon, overlooking the world. As thin as the flowing clouds of light yarn, the floating indifferent, hazy moon face, hazy sky. The moonlight like water poured on the ground through the branches and leaves, reflecting a shadow of holding the cheek with both hands. Tears that were too late to slide down were blown dry by the wind. Time flies like water. Time slips through your fingertips in a dazzling way. Everything is going to fly with time and become tomorrow’s yesterday. What you want to keep only leaves the mottled palm, reminding you of the road you have traveled. Wandering Heart shuttling back and forth in the silent late night, listening to the night wind gently chanting in the air, feeling the leaves flying in the wind, fluttering, I don’t know where to fall. I want to cut a beam of moonlight, put on soft warmth for myself, and be intoxicated in the embrace of the full moon. Have you ever felt helpless in the distance? Life is just like this. I always don’t know what I’m chasing and looking for. I just drift with the flow blankly and pursue blindly like this. If you get it, you may not be happy. If you lose it, you will be sad. Always when the moon is full, love is brewing in my heart, love is burning in my heart, and the past is passing through the moonlight and floating with the wind. Memory, after the rotation of four seasons, has never changed its appearance, is still so clear, is still so close. However, everything is like the bright moon in the water, which seems to be close at hand, but at the end of the world. Many times I held the gentle moonlight and walked in the boundless starry sky, thinking about something I shouldn’t think about and thinking about someone I shouldn’t think about. Therefore, I weaved several deep dreams by hand, and woke up to find that the moon was missing another corner. Dreams, everyone will have; Dreams bring people a glimmer of hope and an expectation; Dreams, draw colorful colors for boring life. The unmeasured distance, because of dreams, miracles will appear and the first step for human beings to step on the moon. However, although human beings have broken through the distance between planets, they can never really break through the diaphragm between hearts. It turns out that the real distance cannot be measured. I like to stare at the full moon quietly, and want to see through its mind. However, it is still silent. However, no matter how sharp the eyes were, they could not leave any trace on the flawless face of the full moon. Since the full moon, how many romantic stories have been written since ancient times: in ancient times, there were goddess of the moon, and today there are famous songs praising the purity of the moon. The Moon of Teresa Teng represents my heart, and I am never tired of listening to it. Every time I hear it, there are still thousands of tender feelings in my heart. The full moon represents purity; The full moon represents beauty. Some people say that the moon is the hometown round, and the wine is the hometown mellow. I think it has nothing to do with hometown? It is a kind of mood, which makes people always feel that everything in their hometown is always the best. Therefore, people associate the most perfect and unforgettable things with the full moon. The wonderful scenery and things in the world are just like a bright moon, bright and pure, which makes people sentimentally attached and gives people the feeling of happiness. However, in this world, sorrow is more and less, just like the lack of full Moon and Moon in the years, which is always missing. Moon, cantabile dream. Only when you see the lack of Moon can you think of the beauty of the full moon. Perhaps, it is the lack of the moon that sets off the perfection of the full moon. When the moon is short, you will always feel the shortcomings of life, and then you will understand the truth that is not normal. Everything has likes and dislikes, beauty and ugliness. I can see the moon in my mind and see the mercy of the moon. Why can’t we treat life with the same mood? I like the moon, because although it is lonely, it attracts thousands of people’s attention, but it shines for thousands of people. When I think of the moon since ancient times, all the stars have never betrayed it, but they still reflect on it, and there is always a touch. I like the moon because it symbolizes eternity. For thousands of years, it has been guiding people and composing romantic heart songs for the world. Therefore, someone made a lifelong commitment to the bright moon. Occasionally, dark clouds are dense, which dyed the whole sky red, and no trace of the moon can be found. But I know that it does exist. If you hook a new moon, it will always evoke a melancholy in your heart. What kind of mood is that, beyond words. I just feel that it is so far away from the full moon. In fact, the pace of time never stops. It is still walking unhurriedly. It is people who change with their mood and keep chasing time, but forget everything in life, which is relatively existing. When you are happy, you will feel that the speed of time is just in a flash; When you are in pain, you will find that time seems to stop. In fact, it is ourselves that drag down our bodies and prevent ourselves from moving forward. Sitting alone for a while, still holding the moon and waiting for the dawn, although I can’t smell the fragrance of flowers or hear birds, I can feel the gentle touch of the wind. The flowers sleeping late at night were silent. I want to touch its petals, but I am afraid that my vulgar hands will scratch the appearance of flowers. Then, gently shaking off a drop of dew, I realized that Flowers would cry. Wandering life, like sailing in the bumpy ocean, always has ups and downs. Stand up to the wind and waves, know how to act at the wind, success is not far away. But if you are timid, timid, or attempt to sail against the current and turn around, you will finally walk hard, leading to overthrowing and indulging. Water can carry a boat, it can also overturn it. Don’t do everything too much. Leave some room for others to make others have a turning space. In this way, you can make yourself broad-minded and leave a retreat for yourself. The moon is a beacon in the dark starry sky. Sometimes it is smooth and sometimes like a hook. It guides me and inspires me. Facing the full moon and the lack of Moon, thinking of the imperfectness of life, I can only accept every bumpy road and welcome the perfection once in January. On the Internet, many different people call me by different names: Yuanyuan elder brother, Yueyue, Yuanyuan, moon, etc. It doesn’t matter. What matters is what kind of moon they know. But I know that in every night when the moon is full and the moon is short, no matter where you are, there is my shadow, accompanying you through the years. Maybe, I can’t relieve the hard work for whom; Maybe, I can’t resist the heavy burden for whom; But my tenderness, care and sincerity will go through the clouds with the moonlight, through the branches and leaves, through the gauze curtain, cast on someone’s body, making her feel comfortable and warm, and making her feel love in the world. Even though I was collected by clouds and mist, even though I was driven away by the rising sun, I was in another corner of the world, waiting for me to renew my relationship with her. The moon is full and the moon is short, the joys and sorrows are the nature of life, and no one can escape from the mercy of fate. 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