Every time I look at the bright moon in the sky, I think: is anyone watching the moon by the fence at this time? The full moon is like a mirror, hanging in the blue sky. We should all stay in the mirror. There must be someone in this mirror. Looking at the mirror on a cold night, I only feel cold light. Facing the cool moon, I feel the same way. On the sea, on the mountain, in the garden, in the street, sometimes standing alone on the Gao Lu platform of the city in the quiet night, looking at the bright moon, I always feel that there are cold light and cold air invading my body. Late at night in winter, standing in a small yard, I saw the moonlight on the frosty ground and felt a thick layer of frost on my clothes. Indeed, the moonlight is very cold. I know this planet doesn't give off heat. The light of the moon is light. But why is there a legend that Heng E ran to the moon? Can that beautiful woman who took the medicine without medicine regenerate this planet? Or she saw someone's face in the mirror.

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In the pursuit of light and heat, moths put out the fire and were finally immersed in lights or oil, which is commendable. At the last moment, it got light and heat. I miss ancient Kuafu. He chased the shadow of the sun and was thirsty in the valley. In pursuit of light and heat, people would rather give up their lives. Life is lovely. But the lonely life is not as vigorous as it is. Without light and heat, wouldn't this world be dark and cold? If I had a pair of wings, I would be a moth on the earth. I want to fly to the hot sun ball. Let me lose consciousness when there is light in front of me and heat in my body, and turn into a puff of smoke and a pinch of ash.

This is the Sun and the Moon written by Ba Jin.