The moon is full of autumn — today is my birthday again

The year before last, I spent the mid-autumn Festival in my hometown. I wrote down a poem about who would make the moon full and how to clear my sorrow. Last Mid-Autumn Festival was spent in Yongchang County in western Yunnan. After playing around Yunnan this year, I came to my hometown to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival again. There were a lot of words I wanted to write, but I couldn’t prepare them. Today there are disappointment, calmness and waves. It can be regarded as happiness and sadness. I finished dinner very early and ran out. The meal was very rough, but I didn’t mind at all. Mid-Autumn Festival is just a form, and my birthday is just a form, while I have waited for a form for more than ten years without formal realization. I had never had a birthday in a real sense, but I spent the mid-autumn Festival in various forms. Almost every time I was buried alone for one month. I don’t need cakes, candles, just a little mid-autumn Festival birthday feeling. I don’t like eating moon cakes. I only like eating pastry from my hometown. The water cake of Mid-Autumn Festival is more delicious than Jiahua moon cake in Kunming. When I just remembered the form, no one had ever thought of a birthday and Mid-Autumn Festival that I yearned for from the age of a little girl. My mother asked me: do you buy cakes today? I said: the cake shop owner has gone to the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don’t want a cake, why didn’t she ask me that ten years ago? Children from poor families don’t have cakes, I am children with relatively poor spirits, so they can’t afford cakes either. I gradually became numb afterwards. I hate the greasy and sweet cake. For many years, when the night of Mid-Autumn Festival comes, there has been a slight decadent thoughts. How many years of bad habits. It is suddenly sunny tonight, and there is no moon in the sky. Strange days. I suddenly thought of Su Dongpo’s moon, but I hope that people can live together for a long time. Dongpo’s hope is painful. If the sky is affectionate and the sky is old, the moon is full without hatred. Not neat down, not neat moon phase. A person who doesn’t like sorrow is a person with endless sorrow in words. I should have a happy birthday, then I will have a barbecue and a cold drink happily. Long Love, tear-breaking line, if the moon is not hurt, who is willing to sing for thousands of years. Long Love, broken sorrow Frost, left half a cup of pride and long love, the years after drinking the hot and cold. Lakes listen to feng yue loose, pitch Chiaki calmly. Mid-Autumn Yin hui yun between month, wanton Acacia singing. If Heaven is for peace, who will drink today’s month? May the moon grow in Kyushu and God bless China. May everyone have a happy family and cherish the full moon. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…