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When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor

author:smile2003

When the bright moon shines in the sky in Kyushu, the breeze sends cool to the upper floor,

Whoever said that there is no good scene on autumn nights, a lone lamp accompanies me.

A wisp of fresh wind blows softly, and the half-round moon hangs on the branches,

Lonely lights alone in love, sleepless autumn nights and tears flowing spontaneously.

When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor

A round of autumn night hanging in the sky, lonely lonely lights accompany me to sleep,

The bright moon did not know where to go, and the breeze blew through the small window.

Autumn nights sleepless homesickness, lonely lights alone with desolation,

A round of bright moon shines in the air, and the sleeves are full of frost.

When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor

Mingyueyuan did not know my intentions, and the breeze was self-relieving,

Poor sleepless guest on autumn nights, alone with lone lights reminiscing about the old tour.

The breeze and rain moisten the heart field, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky,

The lonely lamp keeps no sleep, and the dream of acacia in autumn is difficult to fulfill.

When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor

Autumn nights are sleepless and lonely, lonely lights and shadows accompanied by cold nights,

A round of bright moon hanging in front of the window, two sleeves of the breeze case floating.

Alone on the lone lamp reminiscing about the old times, spring supper and autumn night several people know,

A round of bright moon when the air shines, the sleeves of the breeze into the dream late.

When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor

A round of bright moon hanging in the sky, two sleeves of fresh wind accompanied me to sleep,

Autumn night has no intention of listening to the fallen leaves, and the lone lamp is in tears.

A breeze blows willow branches, and the half-round moon shines on the lotus pond,

Lonely lights do not understand the bitterness of acacia, and the frost of autumn nights stains the sideburns.

When the bright moon shines in Kyushu, the breeze sends you up to the upper floor