After dinner, I took a walk his daughter's hand, bringing a round of the Full Moon hung in the sky, the earth as a whole to cast a Qingsha. Daughter said "Mom, do you see the moon really beautiful!" I say "yes ah, you look at the moon today, younger sister to wear a yellow wedding, she wanted to get married!" "That's the groom who?" Asked his daughter. "Of course, is the brother of the sun, the sun brother spent the last million years time, his sister light to the moon, the moon with great difficulty sister agreed to marry her!" Offhand, I edited the story, listening to the daughter Sidongfeidong I also had Sidongfeidong.
as a child, I have always thought that the moon is the village of clothes, we have to play in the wheat market to do the game, she was so soft that we wrapped. We will look at the moon in the sky carrying "out the window moonlight, the suspect is frost on the ground"; we will sing the "flowering of millet, each return," and then dispersed in the moonlight.
grown up, to know not only the moon belongs to us, not only belong to the village. She is also big waves to the shore of Jiangdong Red Cliff, too wet Su's sentimental. Early HUAFA when he can, the moon seems to be as far-fetched! Moonlight also Kuang Yuan and Li Qingzhao desolation of the shine off the long drink, rain and even take up the Indus; Bukanhuishou the face of Li Yu's native country, only a bright moon with his Qiongqiong Li Jie! When Liu Yong Jiuxing do not know where the time horizon is also a setting moon and tenderness in his warmth! When Swallow title to the southern bank of the Green River, but Wang would like to fly back to the night riding on the night would like to think of the home; to worry about the heart of the moon high in Li Bai's when a person drinks is "invited to toast the moon!" Helplessness "into a shadow of the three"! No wonder Shi Xian Yu Kuang-chung said the wine-ho into the intestines, one-third of Xiao Cheng Jian Qi, seven have resulted in the moonlight! If there is no stemming the flow of the Moon, there will be Beethoven's "Clair de Lune" from generation to generation in jumping on the keyboard! In the past, and we moonlight as inseparable!
moonlight, as have we hit soft body wrapped in Qingsha, but she's far from our distance. She Guao as a woman, cold, subtle and open, quiet, calm, never seems to be too warm. We would like to Yezhu her clothes, her high, leaving only spot on the floor of the shadow versions, anyway, she is the freehand brushwork. I bow dare, for fear that pick up the lonely and can only see ink landscape painting gradually leaving behind no longer care whether they are still a flicker of the past such as tobacco.
wind, the shadows on the road and moving with the wind, her daughter said: "You see his mother, dancing in the trees!" I say, is dancing in the moonlight.
"I will dance to the moon?" Daughter of the eyes Dengtai the curious.
"will, you see, cover the entire land of the Qingsha she is dancing the dress!"
daughter nodded, and I firmly believe that.