A breeze blew, and Zhang tightened his tight clothes a little. As the saying goes, spring is chilly. Although the early spring season has passed, the night by the river is always chilly.

During the day, the water in Fuchun River is crystal clear. At night, the whole river is like a huge melting jet, shining in the dark under the bright moonlight.

Zhang turned to the bright moon in the sky. The moon, which emits soft golden light, is like a dish firmly embedded in the dark sky by someone, quietly emitting bright light. No gem in the world can match this bright moon, and even all the shining stars are insignificant around her.

Look into the distance. Although the moonlight is bright, it cannot break the darkness of the sky. At the end of his sight, the sparkling river meets the dark sky. Occasionally, a small spray billows on the river. It may be a sleepless fish.

Zhang stared at the dark river and came up with a god. I wonder if there is a dragon hidden under this seemingly calm river? I wonder if it is watching me in the dark like me, or enjoying this bright moon under the river?

Another breeze blew, bringing water vapor from the river. Zhang chuckled at his idea. If there really is a dragon under the river, it must have flown into the sky many times long ago. Maybe it can touch the moon occasionally. Is it rare to see it underwater?

When I was a child, I always looked forward to seeing dragons, and I always pestered my elders at home to tell stories about how dragons shone, how they jumped out of the water flexibly and swam around in the Heavenly Palace. Thinking of this, Zhang subconsciously stepped back two steps, as if worried that a roaring dragon would really get out of the river at any time.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many idiots who enjoy the scenery by the river are illuminated by this bright moonlight, and I don't know how many people have the idea of going home under the bright moonlight! If there is a dragon under the river, how long can it live?

If the moon never shines again, how long will this process take? People always die, but the moon will not disappear. When the moon is always full, people are not lucky enough to be reunited with their relatives at home every time.

In the melancholy thoughts, in the long night, Zhang felt his smallness and weakness as an ordinary person. If there is anything eternal in the world, will it be love and yearning for family? The environment I live in, the elegance and merits of our king, is so fragile in front of the rivers and moonlight of nature! No matter how the times change, its light will not change.

Zhang took a deep breath and inspiration came to his mind. He immediately recited a poem, which was the spring tide in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon on the sea was born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor Yue Pei came back from upstairs and asked someone to repair the mirror table. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

In spring, the river tide is mighty, connected with the sea, and a bright moon rises from the sea, as if spewing out with the tide. The moonlight shines on the riverside. The waves are thousands of miles away, and the moonlight shines everywhere on the Chunjiang River.

The river winds around Yuan Ye, where there are many flowers and plants. The moonlight shines on the blooming trees like fine snow beads. The moonlight is like frost, and the frost cannot be detected when it flies. The white sand and moonlight on the mainland blend together and can't be seen clearly.

The river and the sky are the same color, without any tiny dust, only a solitary moon hangs high in the sky. Who was the first person to see the moon on the river, and when did the moon on the river shine on people?

Life is endless and handed down from generation to generation, but the moon on the river is always similar year after year, and it is not affected by time at all. I wonder if the moon on the river is so lonely, waiting for someone, but I see the river rolling away as if it never stops.

The wanderer slowly left like white clouds, leaving only the homesick woman standing in the parting green maple. Which vagrant is drifting on the boat tonight? Presumably, somewhere in the world, someone is thinking of an old friend upstairs where the moon shines.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is lingering, and it also shines on the dresser that leaves people. The moonlight shone into Sifu's curtain again, but it couldn't be rolled away. It shines on her anvil and cannot be brushed away.

At this time, you and I may both be looking at the moon. Although we can't hear each other's voices, I hope the moonlight can shine on you. Hongyan keeps flying, but it can't fly out of the boundless moonlight; The moon shines on the river, and ichthyosaurs jump in the water, causing ripples.

I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night, which suddenly reminded me of the beautiful scenery of my family. It's a pity that I still can't go home in the middle of spring. The river will run out with the spring, and the moon on the pool will set in the west.

The slanting moon slowly sinks and hides in the sea fog, and the distance between Jieshi and Xiaoxiang is infinitely far away. I don't know how many people can go home by moonlight, but the setting sun is swaying and spreading all over the Woods by the river.