Homeward

Blowing in the night, the moon like tiffanyco925 sterling silver necklace a thin soft cotton paved a way watery emotions, the night was quiet, people do not Ning. Dim moonlight, night charming.

I miss Moonlight strumming a chord, deeply moved by the waves of my thoughts, mind like the ebb and flow of the sea, surging in the moonlit night. Brightness of the moon, whether I saw the distant home, the bright moon, will not lead to the home of my thoughts wander, back childhood memories and the happy moment, recalling memories of the affair are often on a moonlit night a strong flow. Out of sight of home, I would rather saw the shadow of home, out of sight of the shadow of home, I hope to pick up some of the hometown of the fragmented pieces, even if incomplete, even if only a little bit, and I wish I could on a moonlit night, in the white night night, I walk the feelings of homesickness and the intolerable desolately Cancan share can be released slowly about the moon, would the chaos and fuzzy feelings can be clear about the moon. Illuminate some.

Moonlight's shining, I can find her way home, accompanied by moonlight, I will not feel alone on a moonlit night, a moon of contrast, I am homesick feeling will slowly release the stretch. Moonlight night, I saw only the direction of home, it must be the home of the moonlight moonlight, from diffuse to the home of thousands of miles away, outside the sway of the wanderer's heart will be home in the moonlight moonlight dreams back home traction , only to return home in the dream, to see the face of their loved ones can feel the warmth of his homeland, before returning home soul, only the quiet habitats and parking, will miss thirst, all the worry and pain, grief and frustration will melt in the home of the moonlight, zero.

Tenderness on the moon by my eye, look to womens ugg boots bailey button fancy chestnut the home direction, the look, fascinated me for too long, and inhibit the desire to heal my heart many years during the War, this hope, a faint but my pain melancholy, there was frustration and confusion, this hope, let me at last face to kiss his hometown, and her Youyuan of the warm, deep flavor. This flavor is the taste of home, is the hometown flavor, is the family's taste, the taste of the rural soil. This flavor is the taste of ripe wheat, rape fragrance is the taste is the taste of corn ear rods hold this taste, the taste of plain folks, is the taste of neighborhood harmony, this taste, every household to animals Zhacao the taste, the taste is filled Pagoda Flower.

I moonlight eye, seem to see the smiling faces of children under the moonlight, saw the partners playing chase figure, and the bright moonlight the summer night and happy. Old people sat on the mat, shaking with a palm-leaf fan heat, shaking the harassment of mosquitoes, shaking the years dull. I seemed to see the moonlight, wheat field with a wooden shovel Yang field scene, the children lying on the straw and Pidai above, the number of stars in the sky, hand woven straw cage which was hidden Grasshopper in the world, I seem to hear the hard-working folks in the field, the cool and bright moonlight rustling wheat harvest, they compete for time in the moonlight, to avoid hot, they rush in the harvest in the moonlight harvest. I seem to see the folks rushing by stepping on qu shui next month, the shuttle in the busy pouring the field, but also the hope of casting the coming year. I seemed to see that uncle in the moonlight to find the missing calf, it seems also looking for the lost years. I seem to walk in the moonlight and the way back on the study, how bright the moonlight, on my way to school, but also according to my future is full of colorful dreams. I seemed to see the moon, the children cover their nails with henna scene, and their careful, twitter, and the desire of beauty, so that is also hidden in the moonlight behind the clouds ... ...