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Mid-Autumn Festival last night. The next evening western sky hung a large curtain of mica screen, Cover the sunset light wave will be integrated into the dark blue sea and sky, the silence was as black and silent prayer before the Holy See in Nepal. After a moment, that is heard sobbing Xixisuosuo up on the stern awning, low clouds color sandwiched the misty rain, forcing the sea like a lake generally narrow line, along the border of the shadow, the mountain is also able to tell cloud, but the traces of tears, but covered with water in the air.
is some autumn! That rain in the rapid-being, there are scattered Xiao Shu the status of taste, attached to the gloomy air heavy atmosphere, just whisper in my ear the soul said: I had no joy of mind, unable to resist the invasion, as gentle, open to the spring and summer will be the hometown in the plot, and the time Composing outside the spits, the output of a weak baby -
sky already dark and the rain has stop. However, the cloud had just sobbing [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also loose to screen in the sky, only some bare pale glimmer, notice the moon has been neat attire, such as the opening post. While the ship is vast gray smoke to throughput, scales built into a python long bridge, and the western sky done and Direct, and the ship emerald glow of the first wave of foam, the upper and lower control, lingering traces of the West.
exemption ceiling at the northern sky, a bright star Cui, Xi Zizi to explore the message first to ask, as the new married daughter-in maids, but also Chuanban Guangyan was over the body. But the bride still not a moment too soon.
When I was young, each in the autumn, sat out the window in the floor, so see If the sky clouds and fog, and I for the If met with scale-like clouds, my careful to Xinxin Yi Yue, prayer with the children quickly on flowering, because I often hear people say as long as the My mother had forced me to go to bed, so Yuet Wah but I did not realize a brain in the imagination, until now.
puzzle now full of corrugated clouds of heaven, All of a sudden rise to many interesting memories of my early years - but my pure innocence, now gone!
a mysterious moon gravity. Hyperion roar she can, she can make sad thread of Health tide. Sigh month interest rate can end under a mountain together, feeling the tears for months training under the acres of Wan-Lan, Zi Lin Geng thousands of stems. I suspect the human innate genetic sad, otherwise, why we do not know sadness a few years time, and sometimes diarrhea in front of a pure, often desolate heart tears drops it?
but I do not have tears tonight. Can not drop no tears, not a civilized education will be the most pure instinct I hoe the net, but for a sense of the sacred sorrow, will I understand the curiosity excited, want to learn Qi Gute Biden ① to anatomy this mysterious eye cold bone tired. Chile is always cold, hot revenge the death of love. They can not be compatible.
but in such a romantic moonlit night, to come to practice cold analysis, it seems unreasonable! So my brains a turn, repeat the play from the front quick intelligence, the intelligence to indulge the natural flow of tears, listening to what he produces music, poetry loving soul to quan diffuse from the keyed, watch to find out what his dream.
the middle of the moon is dolomite, surrounded by a circle of yellow colored halo of light waves of Margaret, in front of her Cheguo. Road, undulating sea of silver hundreds of trenches, together desolate in its micro-syllable hoot, in addition to the wave field from Seiki, fluctuations in secret graves grave, I do not know resentment is Mu.
part of my emotional side of himself to see into the nature of the phenomenon, one hand holding a pen and paper, looking crazy on color, trying to clean out the glow in her, to see Autumn Thoughts on the ground tonight traces, in the hope that they are in my heart, the essence of cemented noble sentiment. Because of her light swift foot, tonight to go over the horizon, the world's resentment, which one of her eye without it?
India's Ganges (mound odd) by the river there is a small village outside the village and a dense velvet embroidered banyan lake, sat a pair of love drunk men and women, among them the grass was placed on a bronze incense burner, burning the top grade of the water rate, the gentle love of the smoke seal Wan, Shen Fu-fragrant heat, is a symbol of the moonlight they love a sense of light reached down from the clouds come in front of the girl brain bead on the tail of smoke on the water rates, a kindly kiss under India, micro-drying, repeat the cloud boarded her boat and tried to fled.
one other hospital upstairs, curtains did not go, and few of them will expire Tongye fat swaying bucket is interested in glass, a window with a glimpse of the moon in bed purple yarn Xiaowen tents, sleep like an angel child, she gently into the body to endure, in his gentle eyelids, the delicate peach-like cheeks, for a stroke. Turn her silver Xianzhi, Li Qi umbilical round his forehead, Airan micro-contempt, and again went back to her sea of clouds.
a disappointed poet, sitting on a stone on the river, sounded melancholy look that says, the ghost of his lover in his chest like a river-like flow, he was not disappointed Gan liquid waste in a slight squeeze, he opened his hands, looked up, so merciful moonlight, then crossing the road, washing Mu lacrimal gland wet his eyes swollen, and he seems to feel the comfort of a pure heart, and immediately pulled out a pen in white skirts wrote:

moonlight,
your child's wet nurse is a disappointment!
the sea in front of a wood window frames in the house, could see the contents of the house: a small table stood half a bread and a few cold meat, the remainder of dinner, windows a previous home on the open Bible, two hob lit the candle, could not in tears, sitting next to a wrinkled old woman faces a camel back, eyes half closed and fell not to fall off A weeping young woman her lap, her skirt scattered on the floor like a big admiral. The old woman turned to look out the window and saw far Haitao ups and downs, and kind of hug honey kiss in the moonlight, she heaved a complain toward the sun shines into the month in the Bible color whispered Road:
really desperate! really desperate! diarrhea ramp down, muzzle to her body, the tiles on the Huanchu a slim, graceful shadows of her two braided hair down, her lips slightly Mei Dan's [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the high peak in front of the court a few magnolia stems are in the quiet The moonlight Vibrato, she added her breathing, exhales a fragrance, not only the neighboring plants, and even smell on children, can not help but fascinated, her cheeks wonderful natural vortex, there are several days without successful: she lost Loss of. But what was she thinking? Moonlight, can you bring to my dreams and put away from her magnolia flowers on three-five feet. ① Xijing
a deposit near the Prince of Wales, there are three workers, pipe in mouth mouth, heavy, middle seat in the moonlight. If they can think of have been finished, but this strange color of months, in their opposite pine, left-hand side of the stream, and adding to the charm is not to say more than words, only their eyes do not spare Juanji the whole family, each other invariably spend more than usual tonight, two buckets of smoke, but they are mine fire blackened, coal face dusk. That the weakness of their mind, other than the pleasure pipe, although the sound of Moon River killer thorns, nor have fine mood offensive. Moving shadow on a number of other west, they quietly saved a bucket ash, got into the room, each registered bed asleep. From watching the moon drift back into the house, I saw that they are asleep; they even have a dream, nothing more than the scenery outside the mine mine!
moonlight through the Irish Channel, Haierfolin climb the peak, facing the quiet of the Red Lake. Body of water be like a block of ice condensate, iron blue. Tanzania's small peak oblique round, all over covered with blue crab and protein-colored slices of rubble, a bush at all. Some Congcao along the lake between, that all the situation, just as a Daqing bowl, now filled to overflowing with a clean month Hui, very quiet, grass, insects do not smell Yin, the water does not smell diving; only a crevice potential Lek Jian Xi of the sound, intermittently sounds as if a cathedral lit a small fire star, increasingly control the static and Mourning Death of the realm of children on the surface of the iron-colored lake, tired of leaning a long while, repeat the pull of her silver shoe, over the mountains to go.
yesterday from Singapore after the ship, the direction from east to northeast, so the few days before the stern was on the sunset, after the.
last night after dinner on the deck when the ship right silver sea waves, in sharp color among the Han had You Mi, desolate face, caught my gaze. Silver balls that are put in your head hanging, as they look up from relying on the bow. She was not very bright tonight: she seems fine round beauty with a layer of lotus light gray chiffon Longzhe; light tone Yang Zhao a sad sigh; light stained tears a few marks of the haze. She was not very bright, but she Su Jie gentle light, the girls still inclined light blue eyes glanced wonderful; still melting in the mountains of the spring sun reflected in the tender white color, with unsolvable fan power, obsequiousness, where the world has sensory, as long Mu bearing her pure, is incomprehensible to the reaction occurred, causing the inner realm of hidden tensions complex - the same as the strings - the most subtle emotions of life, the life of the killer earthquake the cash reserves of precious noble impulse. Sometimes the psychological state before, or at the same time, shake the body's tissues, so feel the blood flow of the ice flow of ice processes, olfactory nerve Nanjin of octyl, built-in surge of the beating, the lacrimal gland of the first heat and wet. That is, the rise of Thoughts in Autumn Moon - depression.
moonlight last night in Autumn is the source of more than just straight sad gloomy quiet show but can not speak a symbol of resentment is running seasons are also the most mysterious and Scott play the most natural scene, poetic arts sector The most miserable are the most delicate of a message.
do tonight on Ming Wang, I wonder if in someone's Thoughts in Autumn.
China has a unique shape of the charm, the words of the structure, it seems to me pure ingenuity of the artist: This is our one pure quintessence of the particular. For example, Fragrance painting, rice beefy Long Luo ② the carving of its kyu, Chopin ③ the Divine; like - with a scientific metaphor - the structure of atoms, the strong contraction of the rotating universe without a trace into an invisible electric nucleus; these ten Three pen caused the symbol of the universe and life seems to be a tragic phenomenon and experience, called on sigh and tears, the precision cemented the purest crystal, full charge of the secret force urging fans. If you have a high pedicle leisure ④ (Gautier) over the known perceptual differences, surely dreamed about, worry about the word deformation is brightly lit Qiu-Xia dark green jade, if the light hit the silver hammer, when the silver Youyan electric snake spit into the sky like Tang.
autumn and I'm not looking to find May, more than the visit to seek Xinchou Moon; deliberately immersed in the sorrow of life, is not permitted by the Tankard ⑤. May I see the sense of Autumn cover, due to the window and twist Xinchou fall: man is fragile and full of a cluster of nerve reflex!
I go back to the reality of the scene, wrapped in brocade light into the Moon, like a gauze mask over the body of the girl, her reunion cool and bright looks like a bride, but she was the color of the power chord [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it is pale pinkish gray, hesitating to move the line of her heel, cover the traces of weeping, and people suspected of Li Shu funeral. So I said:

Moon you?
I do not look forward to your reunion.
This is Moon's features, whether she is hanging in the sunset glow of the new edge of sickle, and bowls, silver nebula varied between beds, as well as a sweet, full moon, regardless of earnings Jackson compete with, the total fall in the original Ming Cheng Shuang among over Eau I can only call a and Even if you had no worries, see this is also not contaminated by forbidden that
Moon it!
children who withstand
romantic silver finger scratch climb Oh!
do not believe in that sea of light, but to see Tao, referring not help but stroke her, where Dihuai crying too! Is that:

boring clouds,
Moon's happy,
smoked warm the cold heart of Gone with the Wind, br> also cool to wear clothes of the light stripe,
to participate in this
happy marriage and funerals.
October 6 Shima

above the ocean looking at the autumn, is the poet.
poet Autumn found on the sea, it is moonlight.