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Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road.

In the dead of night, the village was quiet, and the pale yellow moon in the distance gradually rose into the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled all over the land. There was a quiet and peaceful atmosphere everywhere. Only after a tired day, the magpie, which was now resting, was frightened by the moonlight.

fluttering and fluttering flew away from the branches. The autumn wind blows through everything on the earth. Only the cicadas in the distance are still calling "I know, I know".

Suddenly, a burst of aroma blew in my nose and I sniffed it vigorously. Well, it's the fragrance of rice flowers. This year must be a bumper harvest!

In the distance, two farmers who had worked hard all day were chatting:

Is your harvest good? "

That's pretty good, and it's going to be a great harvest this year! "

Yes, yes, this year's harvest, tsk, must be a rare harvest! ”

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled, and their hearts were very happy. Suddenly there was a frog chirping in the distance, as if telling the joy of the heart.

Look, a few sparse stars, quietly embedded in the night sky like a black curtain, winking at us. A few drops of light rain fell in front of the mountain, sending a burst of coolness, which was refreshing. Be in a good mood.

Hey? Wasn't there a thatched shop in the woods next to the Land Temple in the past? Why is it missing now?

Has it been rebuilt and demolished? I couldn't help but get anxious. Suddenly, the path turned, and wasn't it a thatched shop in the distance?

Turning around the stone bridge by the stream, the rain seemed to be a little heavier. I walked briskly forward ...

The bright moon illuminated the magpie on the slanted branch, making it fly uneasy, and bursts of cicadas chirped to the ears of the breeze in the middle of the night.

The aroma of rice flowers, the message of the harvest, the song of the harvest are sung, and the sound of frogs is connected.

Seven or eight stars, twinkling in the distance, two or three raindrops, sprinkled on the front of the peak.

In the past, the thatched hut shop next to Shelin ** went?

Turning the stone bridge by the stream, he suddenly appeared in front of him.

On a light and breezy night, I came to Huangshaling in Jiangxi. Walking on the road of Huangshaling, I saw that the moonlight was very bright, so I raised my head to look up at the sky and felt the beautiful feeling brought to me by the breeze. The birds that came to rest on the branches were awakened by the sound of my footsteps, and they fluttered up from the branches, causing the branches to sway.

This little tree resembles a slim girl, swaying her long flowing hair in the wind, it is so beautiful! On this moonlit night, the breeze blew and the sound of cicadas chirped, like an orchestra playing melodious and high-pitched music. The breeze girl came all the way to send a strong fragrance of rice flowers, I sniffed a few times, and suddenly felt refreshed and relaxed.

I faintly heard the croaking of frogs in the grass in front of me, and I felt as if they were fighting for a good year.

I looked into the distance, and there were only seven or eight stars shining in the sky, as if they were winking at me! At this time, I felt a cool breeze, and my clothes were not wet, it turned out that there were already raindrops here, but fortunately, the rain was not very heavy, and it was very comfortable. I remember that in the past, I was familiar with a thatched shop built on the edge of the forest next to the temple of the shrine, but now I have to go around and cross many small bridges before I suddenly see it.

The night sky was clear, and the moon rose quietly, casting moonlight like water, startling the black magpies on the branches; In the middle of the night, the breeze blew slowly, bringing the sound of cicadas to their chirping.

In the rice fields on the side of the road, the fragrance of rice flowers is wafting, heralding the arrival of another good year. The frogs in the fields are not willing to be lonely, and the cries come and go, one after another.

Under the moonlight, smelling the fragrance of rice flowers, listening to the cicadas and frogs, the relaxed and happy lyricist continued to walk forward. Looking up at the sky, "seven or eight stars" hung in the sky, sparsely scattered, and it turned out that the stars were covered by dark clouds. Suddenly, a light rain fell in front of the mountain, and "two or three points of rain" fell on the lyricist.

Turning a corner from the mountain path and crossing a stream bridge, just outside the woods next to the Land Temple, a thatch appeared in front of the poet. Happy, he took a closer look, and it turned out to be the small shop where he had fallen before.

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Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road.

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

Summer nights are sultry, making it impossible to sleep. I slowly walked along the familiar country road, enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature to myself.

A few small magpies danced under the bright moon, and they flew away from the branches at a loss, circling in the night sky. This cute little thing! A cool breeze blew in my face, and I immediately felt refreshed, and the heat just now was swept away.

The cicadas also seem to express this comfort, knowing and calling in the night breeze. Yes! Sniffing carefully, it turned out to be the fragrant flowers of rice flowers diffusing and drifting.

Suddenly, someone was talking. Oh, it's these hard-working folks who are talking about this year's harvest year. "Ah!

Is this noisy croaking of frogs also talking about the joy of the harvest? Or are you celebrating the beauty of this harvest?

There were a few emerald stars twinkling in the sky. The summer weather is really strange, just now it was still a bright moon, and now, it is just a little rain, I close my eyes and let the cool rain continue to my heart.

I'm here again, and the things of a few years ago are still there, but where are my friends, now?

One summer night, I went to Huangshaling, walking on the path among the forests, a golden full moon inlaid in the clear blue sky, sprinkling the moonlight on the earth, as if covering the earth with a light veil.

The birds perched in the trees, illuminated by the moonlight, flapped their wings and flew into the distance, and the leaves flapped their little hands and made a "fluttering" sound, as if to say: "The moon is out, great, the moon is out!" ”

I continued to walk forward, "Got it, got it, got it......"Who's singing? I slowed down and listened carefully, it turned out that the cicadas were having a ** meeting, I listened and listened, and I couldn't help but be intoxicated. A breeze blew, and the fragrance of rice flowers in the rice fields came to my nose.

I quickened my pace and walked towards the rice paddies. There was a lot of frogs in the paddy fields, and I heard them, and they were saying, "Great, this year's harvest is thanks to us!"

The peasants laughed happily, and we sang the top! ”

I looked up at the sky, and there were not many stars left in the sky. Strange, where did the other stars go? It turns out that tomorrow the moon is going to have a birthday, and these naughty little stars are going to prepare gifts for the moon!

The light raindrops in the sky did not listen to the heavy raindrops, and they jumped to the front of the mountain to enjoy the beautiful night view. Hey? Where is the thatched shop where I used to live?

Isn't he next to the Temple of the Land? Wouldn't he also go to enjoy the beautiful night view or take shelter from the rain? I walked by the stream and suddenly saw the thatched shop, I walked in, and saw that the proprietress was still so enthusiastic.

I drank three glasses of wine, and then casually recited: "Xijiang Moon: Night Walk in the Yellow Sand Road". The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. ”

When night fell, Xin Qiji came to Huangshaling to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the summer night. I saw a golden moon slowly rising into the night sky, embedded in the deep blue sky. The bright moonlight shone on the branches, and a magpie was startled, and it flapped its wings rapidly, flew away from the branches, and soon disappeared into the night.

The wind, caressing the earth. At night, there are cicadas chirping non-stop, and the crisp call of cicadas echoes in the mountains, giving people a beautiful enjoyment. The air is faintly filled with the scent of rice flowers, in which people talk about the harvest year.

From time to time, the croaking of frogs was heard in my ears, which was particularly loud in this quiet night.

Xin Qiji looked up at the deep blue night sky. In the night sky, a few white clouds were slowly floating, the wind was blowing gently, and at this time, several stars appeared in the night sky, they blinked mischievously, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the night sky again.

At this time, the rain fluttered down, and countless rains, like countless light and soft fingers caressing the earth, met Xin Qiji's eyes were the small huts and shops that had been swimming before. This small hut shop is still located on the edge of the woods near the Land Temple as before.

Xin Qijian walked slowly, enjoying the unique atmosphere of summer along the way, and the mountain road suddenly turned, and the once familiar small bridges and streams suddenly appeared in front of him. After enjoying the summer moonlight, Xin Qiji returned home and remembered the beautiful scenery just now. So, I put pen to paper and wrote a poem:

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

The bright moonlight startled the perched magpies, and they flew away from the branches. In the middle of the night when the breeze blows, the cicadas can't stop calling. In the fragrance of rice flowers, there is a frog sound, as if it is telling about a good year.

After a while, dark clouds obscured the moon. Only seven or eight stars were still twinkling in the distance, and a few rains were falling in front of the mountains. Pedestrians panicked:

There used to be a thatched shop next to the trees in the land temple to shelter from the rain, but now why is it gone? He hurriedly crossed the stream from the small bridge, turned a corner, and the thatched shop appeared in front of him.

Xijiang month. Night walk in the middle of Huangsha Road.

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

The bright moon rises, the evening breeze blows, and the bright moonlight gently caresses the earth. I was also so greedy for this night view that I didn't want to go to sleep and enjoy the silence of the night alone.

Take a stroll on a country road and enjoy the beauty that nature has to offer. This situation, heaven and earth, is also very kind. The stars in the vast night sky twinkled and blinked with curious eyes.

Suddenly, a few magpie finches flew up from the bushes on the side of the road. Oh, the cute little thing woke you up by the sound of my footsteps? Or is it because of the moonlight tonight that you mistake it for daylight?

Watch you fly away from the branches and hover in the night sky. A cool breeze blew in my face, and I suddenly felt refreshed, and the heat was swept away. In her sleep, the cicadas seemed to feel the coolness, and they sang in a low voice in their dreams.

The cool breeze slowed down, and my heart was refreshed. Walking alone in the Yellow Sand Road, the field is filled with the fragrance of rice flowers at night. People enjoying the cool along the way are talking about this year's harvest.

The proud sons of the water country played a cheerful symphony at the right time. I was even more enchanted by this enchanting night.

At some point, the clouds suddenly rose, the moonlight faded away, and only the horizon remained.

Seven or eight dim stars, and the fields became dim; A little mischievous rain fell. The rain was coming, and my heart couldn't help but panic. I hurriedly turned the head of the stream, only to see that when the road turned at the turn of the creek bridge, a small bridge came into my eyes.

The stream is flowing under the bridge. Walking across the small bridge, I suddenly saw the familiar thatched shop, which was still perched peacefully on the edge of the woods. Looking at the thatched shop, I remembered last year's gathering of friends, the warmth of the reunion, and the sadness of parting seemed to be right in front of me.

But tonight the hut is still the same, and the woods are still the same. And my friends, are my friends okay now?

Night has fallen, the temperature is still high, and even if you are naked, you still sweat. As I walked along the yellow sand road, the moon came out, and the world suddenly brightened, startling a perched bird to fly away from the branches, followed by the chirping of cicadas. The cool breeze was blowing, the aroma of rice flowers wafted, mixed with the sound of people talking about the harvest in the shade, and I could vaguely hear a few old people and a group of children.

The wind was strong, and a cloud was headed, revealing seven or eight stars, and after a while, I felt that there were raindrops falling on my body, one, two, three--- June day, the child's face, said to change. The temperature also dropped, and although it was cool, I was worried about the rain.

I thought there was a hotel, so I stayed overnight and left tomorrow. In a hurry, I turned a corner, crossed a bridge, and next to the Land Temple, I revealed the hotel where I had stayed. I was so happy that I stayed straight in.

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

Summer nights are so hot and humid that it is impossible to sleep.

I walked along the familiar country roads and enjoyed the beautiful sights that nature had created.

Suddenly, two small sparrows suddenly flew up in the grass on the side. Probably because I was walking so loudly that I scared the sparrows away. I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of apology in my heart.

A cooler breeze blew, blowing away the heat just now, and it seemed to be expressing the hardship, the first due in the breeze.

Hey? Where does this aroma come from? "I spent a night carefully before the fragrance of the plaster flowers was filling.

I didn't pay attention to the smell just now, but now when I ask, I think the taste is so fragrant and rich. "This year is another bumper harvest year, and the blind date and hard work are not in vain! When I think about it, I can't help but smile.

Quack-quack-" I was interrupted by a frog cry, whether the frog was rejoicing in the harvest or holding an evening for the beautiful scenery in front of me?

In the heavenly palace of Taoyuan, those little stars are winking at me, the weather in summer can be changed, just now it was still a bright moon, now it is, now it is a little rain, in the distance, there is a baby's light veil as soft.

I'm here at the bridge again, three years ago is still there, but where have those people gone?