The moon is not full tonight, but it hangs very clearly in the sky, making the woods in front of the mountain shine dimly like stars. Some people say that the moon on the other side of the mountain will be rounder and brighter. I didn't know that the moon on this side of the mountain was waxing or waning. I think that maybe it's the different feelings people have based on where they stand, or the different expectations people have based on their different needs.
I don’t want to cross this not-so-high mountain to witness whether the moon over there will be rounder and brighter than where I am now. I don’t know the significance of this testimony, what real significance it has to my current situation and the process of crossing this mountain. All the hustle and bustle has calmed down with the night, and the scene of people drinking and drinking has also withdrawn from the moonlight. The cold air of early winter is enough to dispel the hustle and bustle of people during the day and the heat wave floating in the air among the people drinking and drinking.
Under the cool moonlight, I walked quietly in front of the mountain alone, patrolling the familiar construction site, and letting my eyes search everywhere. The surroundings were a bit vague, and I didn't know what secrets could be hidden for me to search for. I didn't even know what I needed to search for.
At this time, it is not my eyes that are searching, only my soul that is wandering in the silent moonlit night, patrolling in the night sky of the ancient city, and I don’t know how to let it rest. Silent night, beautiful moon, missing people, lonely heart, surging longing for love! I was waiting in loneliness, missing love in loneliness, and waiting for the dawn under the moonlight! Suddenly, my eyes became dim. It turned out that a layer of dark clouds floated in front of the moon, covering most of the moon's brilliance. I raised my head and watched the dark clouds and the moon slowly intersect. The moon's light was almost completely obscured. The sky suddenly became much darker.
The moon seems to continue to move forward, and is about to move out of the dark clouds. Although the dark clouds moved forward quickly, they seemed to have endless backup to follow, and instead enveloped the moon with only a trace of light left. If it weren't for the bright street lights on the ring road, I would have fallen into the dark night. The dark cloud finally slowly moved its huge body away. It seems to know that it is powerless and always hangs under the moon. It finally made room for the brilliance of the moon.
The moon gave out all its light again. Although it was not round, it was clear and translucent. It illuminated the world in front of me with its own light, making the ancient city in front of me reappear her beautiful outline. Tranquility and softness flowed, and in the quiet night sky, the stars flickered faintly. I silently nestled in the embrace of the night, missing that warm and sunny smile, and imagining the warm temperature in my palms. Although the moon is not round yet, it is very clear...
