Moonlight is like a ray of glass, like the moonlight, scattered in the clear land, the streets of the year, the share of the vast expanse of water Qingfen fall in the eyes of the moon, the moon completely crawled across the tall buildings, brighter Light and shadow printed on my feet on the stone wall, Yun Ying glossy to the early summer warm in the fingers, a trace of wind disturbed, so that the moonlight ripples on the wall leisurely, sparse trees, there is a slight rustle sound.

Moonlight is very good, I am determined to go and the streets of the roses on the moonlight tonight.

Taking advantage of the moonlight and bright street lights, along the district walking path, through a security door pavilion, through a barbecue shop and business is booming Xiaofang Hotel, is the street of 40 meters long fence wall. White and orange and white on the fence filled with colored roses, month cloud order, so the flowers, always let you stop to enjoy a moment.

Those who are alone, or twos and threes, there is a tour to enjoy the flowers, but also only get off work, hurriedly walked over also frequently look back. There are a few cats wandering, but also to see flowers like it. In the opposite side of the street there are several tall ginkgo tree, deliberately watching, they feel shaking the ghost figure, the moonlight is divided into a flow of sand painting.

More than the day, that piece of flowers do not feel dim color, but more different kind of charm. When the full moonlight slowly diarrhea, accompanied by street light yellowish light, there are breeze light, rose flower suddenly flickering, shining pearl-like bright luster. The best is the white rose, bright, hazy halo that the white set off the more holy, such as girls like.

Think of Zhu Ziqing's "Lotus Pond Moon" thinking about the lotus in the piece of moonlight in the mottled, as well as the willow's graceful. And I do not have a particular yearning, that the pond from the present I am far away. I am only rose and ginkgo, they are across the street across the distance, and they look in the moonlight is very close.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, the weather is not hot to make people sleep.

Looking for a clean stone steps to sit down, with a flower of the moonlight silver moonlight. Intermittent drifting over there dancing square dance music is also nearing the end. The night is about to give the city a little calm and simple.

Juvenile, often leave the country back home, whether it is summer or winter, whether it is moonlight or night, no one out of the house, then the fear of ghosts, that does not exist, but also their own imagination. And went to the city to study, never felt the dark corner there will be any ghosts struck, but it is afraid of people, because it has been shocked.

And decided to own alone to appreciate the moonlight rose in the shallow singing crooning, is the moonlight tonight just, Rose is Yan.

The flowers of the mantra are filled with silver hazy on the elbow of the fence, and those who are in full bloom and shy bones lingering in the moon's affair, so that you are sober. Leaves are sporadic embellishment, like and night fusion, but also left the flower rhyme. The wind, let the moon to patronize the leaves, bright.

Do the spring has returned, fragrance still wild roses. Early summer, rose the United States, all over the streets of the city, the corner, the breeze is dim, from the white fence through the wild rose, weaving a fantastic flower, blossoming enchanting attitude between the breeze, It is intoxicated.

Roses in full bloom, flowers over the leaves, big flowers, regiment cluster. This side, is the love of red, there is a pink oath, here is white love, there is gold with tenderness of the eternal smile, and pink love, is a lifetime of spend together. Rose flower language, a symbol of a beautiful love, a love, can be so strong and gorgeous, but also a pot of drunk wine.

Such a moonlight, but also want to Li Bai's next month, like his love is to give the mountains and rivers of the earth, moonlight moonlight, but also to the poetry of wine, each one is transparent beauty, and this flower A pot of wine, but it is suitable for this rose flower glamorous and floral meaning.

Rose love of love, such as wine intoxicated dependencies, years of quiet good, although those tiny thorns can also make you inadvertently pain, can love, the beauty is always let you cherish the wonderful bloom.

"No shaking has been chaos, no wind since the fly," Liu Yun reading the two poems, the sweet flowers are full of eyes in the eyes, and two poems for love, but it is also in love. Good summer, the breeze blowing Xu, charisma in the field of view is the vine on the beautiful rose.

Winding around the vertical, floating into the summer into the summer. Green save hand thorn, red fall gut. Powder bee be greasy, light shadow butterfly wing. Rain is also good, then complex value of the first clear. Think of these words and phrases, have also returned to the downstairs, moonlight brighter, according to the stars are exceptionally shining.