The clarity of this mountain and this water
This flowing water makes strings
Fluctuating, fingertip-like gentleness (1)
Under the moon
I can't find the excuse
From the first to the fifteenth day of the first year
From the absence of the moon to the dawn of the moon
Your bright moonlight
Always melt me in the depths of this night
When the mirror is hanging, Qiong Yao is thousands of miles
Illuminate the parting of the ages
You are really like a volume of Tang poems
When the autumn wind rises, turn up a page
The charm that has been passed down for thousands of years
Slowly overflowing, as gentle as water
You're more of a song
Cold russet, empty crane
A faint glow oozes a faint melancholy
The column will be informed
Deep in the moon
The same is the lights on the other side
The same is the light moon (2)
Where the clouds meet, between the ethereal water and clouds
Thoughts become wounds, little by little into dew
Always wet
The Psalms of the Night Resurgence
And the dreams that will be entered
Waiting for you
On the banks of this light willow soft wave
The grass is full of blue sky
The sound of chills shattered
Meet, this night
Together, we look forward to the brilliance
How can it be round and lacking
Your cold silver sickle is like serrated grass
It will cut my weak nostalgia again
When the years come one day
It is also yellowed by the autumn wind
An ancient well at the mouth of the village
The smooth well sizzles
There are always, endless parents short
Try to tie another lengthy well rope with memory
Hit a bucket of bright moonlight
And the slight coolness of autumn nights
The bottom of the bucket is dangling, and the deep moonlight is precipitated
When the moon is full and the mid-autumn festival, the flying mirror is re-sharpened
Walk through the four seasons of life
You grow up with us and grow old
All the worries, cut into autumn water for a long day
Hang high, because you are getting richer and richer
Love you, this is like the moon of water
Borrow another light wind and blow it
Let this earthly fireworks
The fragrance of osmanthus flowers permeates
The night is as cool as water
In this wind soft leaf drop dew
Flowers and butterflies linger in season
Let's do it again
Song to the moon to wine as a song
Maybe every drifting autumn leaf
All written with heavy acacia
And tonight I am
As long as you, this is like the moonlight of water
concentrate:
(1) Referencing the network
(2) Rewrite Lin Huiyin's "Don't Lose It"
Completed on the night of mid-autumn festival in 2021
