月——她是浮动的本身——当你睡在你的摇篮里的时候,从窗门窥探进来,说:“这孩子我很中意。”她软步走下了云的梯子,毫无声息地穿过窗门的玻璃。于是她带来了母亲柔软的温和,俯在你的上面,将她的颜色留在你的脸上。因此你的瞳仁变为碧绿,你的两颊异常青白。因此你看着这来访者的时候,你的眼这样意外的张大了;她又这样柔和地用两臂拥抱你的颈子,所以你以后便永远易于落泪了……离人无语月无声,明月有光人有情。——唐·李冶 Month - she is floating itself - as you sleep in your cradle, snooping through the window door and saying: “I am very happy with this child.” She walked softly down the ladder of the cloud Silent through the window glass. So she brought her mother soft and gentle, bent on your top, leaving her color on your face. So your pupil turns green, your cheeks are unusually white. So when you looked at the visitor, your eyes were so unexpectedly large; she softly hugged your neck with both arms, so you would always be easy to shed tears afterward ... silent, Bright moonlight people love. - Tang Li Ye