Cool and refreshing summer night, the body leaning idly on cany chair, brew a pot of "biluochun", with a light tea, enjoy the pool lotus prides, my eyes involuntarily to move to the sky bright canyue a hook.
Moonlight spilled on the ground, faint, and she didn"t kind of competitive, instead she seems to be indifferent and lofty peirce, spotless. Moon is a young woman, with graceful figure, a qiu weak opal robe, quietly looking at the earth, some deadly cold I feel suddenly, is "cold night songs should sleep moon"? I suddenly feel the cold state of mind, is the moon with cold eyes staring at me? "Guangxi rationalism is the middle of the month, the light should be more clear." "Bright moonlight before bed, doubt is frost on the ground"... Several odes are filled in, then look at the moon has, she again as if on a layer of the veil, thin is hazy, but yet I feel it if moon brow that have if no light sadness, nostalgia is a long time? Oh, it must be. Moon and does not "dew from tonight white, month is home" homesickness? The moon has, of course, be quiet and mysterious, it is many "alone in a foreign land for visitors" homesickness of melancholy, but it isn"t a hope? The moon constantly change their posture, accumulate over a long period, infants will be slowly into the tracts of glittering and translucent round month, also can let a wanderer, spiritual comfort, heart feel satisfied. This hook canyue not is also a bridge leading to the full moon?
Faint moonlight is still light spirit to diarrhea on the earth...
清凉的夏夜，身子懒懒地斜倚于藤椅，沏一壶碧螺春，品着淡淡的茶香，赏着池中芙蓉的娇姿，我的目光不由自主地移向了天空中一钩皎洁的残月。
月光泻在地上，浅浅的、淡淡的，她丝毫没有种争强好胜，反之她似乎是与世无争而淡泊高远的雅士，一尘不染。月儿是一位少女，拥有婀娜的身段，着一裘淡乳色的袍，静静地遥望着大地，我感到蓦地里有些寒冷彻骨，是“夜吟应觉月光寒”吗？我突然也感到这种冷冷的心境，是月儿在用冷冷的目光注视着我吗？“斫却月中桂，清光应更多。”“床前明月光，疑是地上霜”……许多诗赋霎时涌上心头，再看月儿，她又仿佛蒙上一层面纱，薄薄的却又朦朦胧胧的，可我却又分明感觉到了月儿眉宇间那一股若有若无的淡淡哀愁，是久久的乡愁么？噢，一定是。月儿又岂能没有“露从今夜白，月是故乡明”的思乡之情呢？诚然，月儿神秘而静谧，是众多“独在异乡为异客”的思乡之人愁思的寄托，可它又难道不是一种希望么？月亮不断地变幻自己的身姿，日积月累，月儿会慢慢地变为玉盘般晶莹的圆月，也会让游子们心灵得到慰藉，心灵感到满足。这一钩残月不也是通向满月的一座桥梁么？
幽幽的月光依旧轻灵地泻在大地上……
