Help me rewrite or rewrite Silent Night .

The moon is faint, shrouding the pine forest outside, The white clouds are clustered, leaking a few points of starlight, The thoughts are long, bothering the beating of the pulse, continuously. Where Tianhe is, so is home. Far away is the sea fog, how did it become so blurry?

Or is the clarity of the eyes no longer there, completely obscuring the scenery? The blue dot is warm, and the jade is smoking. Do mermaids survive with that shore?

I still thought to the extreme, and only then did I see the mirage in this quiet night. Void and real, the eyes are full of water again and again, overflowing the restraints, because the moon drops into pearls, shining brightly, illuminating the heart. I can't stop, and I have let go of my heart.

Thoughts are like poison that soaks the heart, flowing with the blood, gnawing at the cells, and the pores release lonely bone-eating gas, "Come back! "Who is calling in the air? I want to speak and choke, but I can't answer.

Wait, wait. Sending the moon to love, conveying love, how to suddenly arise. Nostalgia grinds people!

When there is something to learn and people to gain, it is the time to end the lonely journey. This oath is like in the ear, spurred day by day, and finally dare not return in embarrassment. The night is quiet, standing alone, closing his eyes, silently saying, "Is everything still as good as ever?" ”

The river is murmuring, moistening the trees on both sides The singing is bursting, tugging at my heartstrings Looking into the distance, success looms Afraid of taking the wrong path, confused for a lifetime Ha, if you are lucky, I am also learning this by myself, this is absolutely original, and I was praised by my teacher.

The moonlight was in a trance, like a mournful dream, flowing with my helpless sorrow. Walking on the outskirts of this deserted village, dressed as a forest of pine trees, cold and upright.

The heart is heavy, melancholy and miserable. The moonlight is like a mist, enveloping everything in the world, and everything is so empty ......

Where is my ideal home? Give a lost heart a glimmer of hope to look forward to?

Where is the pure land of my soul? Give the wanderer a blue sky that can be pursued?

Raise your head and ask the sky, the sky is silent. Vast and gloomy, like my thoughts.

White clouds are in groups, looking for and seeking. Bai Yun, are you looking for that distant memory? Are you obsessed with the beauty of the past? Helplessly, the flowers fell ......

A few points of sparse stars, sparse, deserted ......

Lonely night, lonely star.

Don't ask where the Tianhe is, it's far away and vague, like sea fog.

Tomorrow across the mountains, the world is vast. ”

O merman who lives in stagnant water, why are you lonely and sad? Why are you lonely and crying to the moon? It's like it's my ......

The cold moon and the cold wind ......

Take tears as wine, and sell eternal socks with you!

Thinking in the quiet night, it can't be dispersed, the wind is broken and the candles are chaotic. Helplessly, the love is long and the night is short, and the heart turns weak when the lovesickness is strong.

In the bright moonlight in front of the bed, Li Bai opened the window. Came across an X-ray, a fever and a light.

In the bright moonlight in front of the bed, Li Bai pushed open the window.

X-rays are seen, and teeth are gone.