Reverie in the Moonlight 600 word essay for the third year of junior high school, urgently needed!

Dizzy, do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing.

The night came, and I waited for the moon to appear.

As soon as the moon rises, the dark canopy fades. The moonlight shines through the cool air of the night. But I couldn't feel the moonlight reaching the ground, and I didn't bathe.

The feeling of being in the moonlight like water. Where is the watery moonlight of my childhood?

I remember when I was younger, the happiest thing I did every day was playing on a moonlit night. The faint moonlight always leaves a mysterious color on me.

The blue sky always gives me infinite reverie, and the shadow under my feet is my best playmate. A sentence "When the moon goes, I go too..."

The lyrics made me laugh and run in the cool moonlight; The phrase "the moon is cloudy and sunny" made me wait in the dark night, chasing the moon.

Vestige; A song "Moonlight Song" immersed me in the soft moonlight and touched the coolness of the moonlight.

At the same time, I am also an imaginative child. Imagine the situation of "Chang'e running to the moon"; the expression of "Wu Gang and Gui"; Imagine Xiao He chasing after the moon.

Han Shin's mood. Su Shi's helplessness of "asking the wine to the sky", as well as Li Bai's love of "raising his head to look at the bright moon" and "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio".

Pregnant ......I have so many memories in the moonlight. At this time, I could not immerse myself in the reverie of the moonlight as I did when I was a child.

Moonshine is still the original moonshine, but the taste of what you see now is different from before.

It's been a long time since I've felt the moonlight, the joy of running and thinking in the moonlight. I don't seem to be possessed by the moonlight anymore.

Perhaps, I should soak in the moonlight, rub in the sound of frogs, smoke in chrysanthemums, blow and dry in the autumn wind, rinse ...... in the snowto find.

Back to the reverie in the moonlight.

I can't write my own composition!

The moonlight is like water, sitting in front of the window, watching the moonlight fall in from the window, I can't help but have a trace of emotion.

The crescent moon hung high in the air, sprinkling a sparkle of light. So soft. The breeze blows the willow buds under the moon, as if the moonlight is also blown aside.

The moonlight shone on our faces, and the faint light illuminated the happy smiles on our faces. In the moonlight, the nightingale bird is singing. The gentle moonlight and the clear birdsong accompany us to sleep.

The moon was reflected in the water, and the fish swam gently by, scattering into a heap, as if the moon was using her paintbrush to pick up random dots in the water.

Moonshine he is magical, he gives different sensations in different seasons.

The moonlight of spring, accompanied by a faint fragrance of flowers, gives people a fresh feeling, and the moonlight glows slightly red against the background of the flowers, so that the still cool spring has a trace of warmth.

The moonlight in summer, the breeze is whiny, giving people a refreshing feeling, the moonlight is faint, so thin and almost transparent, it looks so cool, he caresses our hot hearts and gives us fresh and cool.

The autumn moonlight, the fallen leaves, give people a desolate feeling, walking alone on the road paved with fallen leaves, the moonlight reflects my shadow, so lonely, desolate.

The moonlight in winter, with the scattered snowflakes, gives a sense of silence. Everything was white, and the moonlight was as quiet as ice, making the winter night seem so silent.

In the dark night sky, the stars are sprinkled around the bright moon, and the wisps of clouds are gently floating, like Chang'e's flowing hair.

For thousands of years, literati and writers have placed their affection on the moon. Li Bai's toast invites Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. - Loneliness; Bai Juyi's poor third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

--Desolation; Li Bai's 'raised his head to look at the bright moon and bowed his head to think of his hometown. - Homesickness.

Thoughts swirled, and the same bright moon hung in the dark sky.

You can write this article like this.

Once I was enjoying the beautiful scenery under the moon.

Suddenly, a beautiful fairy appeared in front of me.

He said he was going to take you to heaven for a visit.

It's beautiful in the sky. There are also fish in the turquoise water.

Anyway, the scenery should be written like a fairyland.

Then you fall into the world.

See garbage all over the ground.

Write about how you feel right now.

Man-made pollution.

Make a comparison. Going up above to heaven is just a beautiful dream for you.

It's a dream when you fall asleep in the moonlight.

That's it.