夕阳一片片凋落进山谷,晚霞一笔笔涂抹着天空,仿佛告别往昔哀愁,漫不经心地揭开了夜的序幕。天悬月云淡风清,玉盏般的圆月,悄无声息地悬在空中,那样的清,那样的静,恰似一泓蓄满琼浆的晶亮亮的泉,恍如一伸手,就可以掬下一杯清冽的甘露。月色略显湿润,妩媚中透出几丝缠绵。洁白的云霓,似那泛着银晕的飘带,在月儿的身旁,轻盈地舞着,飘飘然欲乘风归去,却又依依不舍,全浸润在这脉脉的月色里,和谐地飘浮着, 飘浮着…… A piece of sunset litter fell into the valley, and the sunset smeared the sky with a brush, as if to say goodbye to the past, mourning, casually unveiled the prelude of the night. The sky is clear, the moon is clear, the moon is full of moonlight, and it hangs silently in the air. It’s so clear and quiet that it’s like a spring filled with nectar, and it’s like a hand reaching out. Get a glass of clear nectar. The moonlight is slightly moist and there is a trace of lingering in the charming. The white Yunni, like a streamer with a silver halo, danced lightly beside the children of the Moon, and fluttered in the wind, but reluctantly, fully immersed in this vein of moonlight, Floating in harmony, floating...