The entire forest flew past my feet, the night wind whimpered in my ears, and fallen leaves scratched my forehead.
Then, I saw the clear moonlight that seemed to be so close at hand, and the bright fireworks and river of flowing lights in the distance.
"Tonight is the Lantern Festival."
I heard your sincere sigh, but the meaning was full of loneliness.
I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered a new poem I read during the day, which was beautifully written.
"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night
More blowing down, the stars are like rain
BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance
The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night
moth snow willow golden thread
Laughter fills the air with a secret fragrance
People search for him thousands of times
Looking back suddenly
But that person is there, in a dimly lit place..."
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