Write an essay on the topic of the moon or moon

Moon. The moon is both great and sad, but also warm. The Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai once wrote immortal poems:

Today's people don't know the ancient times and the moon, but this month used to shine on the ancients. If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. As Li Bai said, both modern and ancient people have a unique affection for the moon.

The sunset receded, the sun faded its brightness, leaving the earth with a sorrow in a dark red, perhaps a fear, that brought the world into darkness. Suddenly, an inexplicable silver white sprinkled on the earth, I looked up, I was not surprised, ah, the moon, it turned out to be the moon! The moon caresses the earth with her pure brilliance, and the earth is more charming and mysterious, and we have less fear and more dreams.

Take a look, think about it, and feel that the moon is great. Why? Because the moon reflects the light of the sun, being a setter, offering light to people when they need it most.

With the light of the night, people especially love the moon, and the moon replaces the street lamp, and the light in the darkness is so precious that people's hearts are brightened. The moon in the night sky not only illuminates the sky, mountains and nature, illuminates the earth, but also illuminates the human heart. The moon, the light of the night of the soul.

The moon is sad again. Her suffering is known only to herself. In the silent night, she was lonely, without any confidant company, nor any bustle of human voices, just the emptiness of water, boundless loneliness.

What else could she do? I had no choice but to sprinkle my faint light on Huanyu, relieve my boredom for myself, and create some feelings of yangyang, which may be her most sincere gratification.

The moon is even warmer. She accompanied the people who walked, accompanied the wanderers who were tired from the journey, and comforted their relatives who were far away. As Li Bai wrote in his poem, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown." , the moon is full of humanistic care, he does not dislike anyone, when you are happy, when sad, when you are at a loss, she is your good friend, and you tell you eloquently.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is the roundest, and at that time, she proudly emits her bright light, and perhaps this night is the most proud time of the moon.

The moon was not always as pleasant, sometimes thin, pitiful, crooked, as if some labor had bent her waist, like a lonely boat, how could it withstand the tsunami waves in the open sky, and like a sickle that was always working, tired enough. Seeing the crescent moon, the poets of the Song Dynasty issued a sigh of "the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, and this matter is difficult to complete".

The beauty of the moon lies in her beautiful temperament, but also in her secluded and resentful soul. The moon, the home of our souls.