Far-Reaching Artistic Conception

The night in my hometown is peaceful. In the golden autumn of October, the fragrance of osmanthus blooms. The night with the bright moon in the sky reminds me of the poem "I miss my loved ones more during the festive season". I think of many friends who are away from home, and they will definitely be like me. Every time at this time, I go home to walk on the country roads, touch the winding bridges, and kiss the long rivers. How pleasant it feels!