Thursday, September 5, 2019

The Night

Author/Tian Yu

The moonlight touched tens of millions of nights.
It turns into a dream like a long meteor,
Without a big smile.

There was a faint trembling of insects.
It's very quiet all around.
Everything is more relaxing in what a life.

If the water is telling quietly,
Is somebody in my dreams right now?
Maybe she is my favorite sunshine.

The stars are reflected in white.
A sea slowly enters the neon.
Tonight is a very good time.

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