Moonlight is probably an old man who is still full of vigor and vitality: he has crossed streams and mountains with heavy steps, and he will set off all over the world, leaving a shadow in front of thousands of families.

6. The dense fog in the sky was dispersed by moonlight. The moon gives off blurred light, which is the crowning touch of the whole sky. Its light is reflected to every corner of the world and will also fall on my pillow.

7. Moonlight is cut by clouds, like running water. The cloud moves, like a jumping whitebait, jumping in front of my eyes. The clouds gradually dispersed, and the moon, like a huge disk, slowly spread until it soaked the whole earth.

8. The sun gradually sank halfway up the mountain. Wow, like a drop of dye falling on rice paper, it was soaked. The clouds in the sky were performing wantonly, and the glory of the sunset turned into a beautiful light show.

9. The sunshine is a little naughty, jumping over leaves and magnolia buds, waltzing lightly on the windowsill, spinning in the curtains, climbing over the windowsill, hiding in my pen, and writing golden chapters along the flowing nib.