Share a lonely life, who will listen to the voice in your heart? Looking ahead, who will appreciate the beauty in your eyes? The mountain is green, the water is Ying Ying, and a song "Mountain Flowing Water" is played, shaking the mountain and stirring the waves. Therefore, Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi are very grateful for this meeting and mutual understanding. It is enough to have a bosom friend in life! That tacit understanding and harmony are made in heaven, so your intimate friends share not only feelings with you, but also yearning. Zhong Ziqi is dead, and Boya has no intention of living in the world. So I broke the piano and gave up. Sharing is also so bleak. "Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us." Moonlight is everywhere. How can you measure these cups, big and small? Is it sadness or missing? I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Acacia is a personal matter. Thousands of miles away, someone shares the bitter wine of acacia with you. After suffering, it is sweet, and after sharing, it is joy. Loneliness brewing, the fragrance of missing. Dongpo's thoughts are tied to the lonely grave thousands of miles away, but the thoughts in the lonely grave are all over the world. Don't worry about someone, someone will share it with you at any time ... you will know how to cherish it if you lose it, but you won't care if you have it. So Li Yu sighed: "The carved column should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it." Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Revisiting the old country's old place, with infinite reverie. When Li Yu leans against the fence alone and feels sad, someone needs to share his sadness. who the hell could that be ? His country is sleeping in the wind, and he wants to pin his sadness on the wind and pour it out to the rain. A misty spring rain helped him share all the pain. The spring rain swept away all the sadness. It turns out that sometimes we share not only happiness but also pain. Persistent pursuit requires unremitting efforts, but A Bing is the only one who keeps this feeling. That is also in pursuit, infinite yearning for the beauty of music. He hopes that people can share his happiness, that is, the appreciation of "Moonlit Night on a Spring River". Erhu plucked the strings deep in people's hearts with a trembling voice, and with a gentle twist, it gave birth to infinite emotion. Appreciation of beauty, if beauty only exists in the world, no one appreciates it and no one shares it, it will be like a withered flower, withered one by one, leaving a sad place. Sharing all the good things is the belief of life. Sharing is a kind of fraternity. If you learn to share, you will learn to live. Sharing is a kind of ideological depth. While thinking deeply, you share the pain of your friends. Sharing is a belief in life. When I understand sharing, I understand the meaning of existence. Happy sharing, painful commitment. When you share with others, you shoulder a heavy responsibility. Make him happier, let all the pain slip away, and let the sunshine fill your heart. Take courage and let me share your life! Sharing Moonlight In the moonlight of Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone enjoys the same light, and everyone has different feelings and imaginations. We share the purity and coolness of the moon. The wind smiled and the cicada thought quietly. We feel comfortable under the same green light. We are with trees, grass and grass, we are with chickens, dogs, cats and donkeys, and we share the coolness with all living things. It just reminds us of the coming hot summer and cool winter. People, after all, are different from others. Man is always the master of this world, and his thoughts are always so long-term ... We accept the simplicity of moonlight. This is a peaceful choice, this is a simple realm, and this is the world that Lao Zi and Zhuang Zi pursue. Under the same moon, people's understanding is so different: some people are chasing after the lights and feasts, some people are going to be promoted and rich, some people are content with the status quo, and some people have devoted their lives to their country ... We listen to the music under the moon, and we appreciate the poems chanting the moon. For thousands of years, people have been feeling and singing the moon. People dance and people are happy. The civilization of a nation stretches under the moon, and the culture of an era shines under the moon. Tonight, the song of the era of 2 1 century will appear. Look at the neon flashing and colorful flags flying; Listening to carols and songs, poetry flows; Looking at Wan Li, I laughed and swung around. We are immersed in the illusion of the moon. Throughout the ages, people have placed more imagination on the moon. People's illusory thoughts and dreams are all given to the moon without exception, hoping to come true tomorrow morning. Imagination can become reality. The day when Apollo landed on the moon became the day when human beings realized their dreams. Our dream continues. We look forward to being the first person to really drink a glass of WU GANG osmanthus wine when China's lunar exploration project is realized. We can see Chang 'e's face and invite her home ... We feel sad under the moon. The full moon symbolizes reunion. Under the full moon, it has become the origin of those wanderers' homesickness and the object of comparison between men and women who are full of worries and sorrows. Yes, how happy can life be? There are always people who are unhappy. Although reunion is what everyone expects, separation cannot be completely decided by people. Besides, in the construction of our country, on our frontier, how many people are still struggling and sleepless. Compared with them, what are those carefree sorrows and hatred? ! Look at those who love mountains and hate the sea. We don't need to be sad at all. We are tasting the happiness and sweetness of the full moon, and we miss the affection under the shadow of the moon. In front of my eyes, there are pictures: we are frolicking in the shadow of the swaying willow, the shadow is jumping and stretching, the swing made of willow branches is flying gracefully, and the frightened screams are full of ears; When I was tired of playing, I ran to my grandmother's arms to listen to distant stories, carefully watched the figure of Chang 'e in the moon shadow, and the sound of Wu Gang chopping trees with a sharp axe under the osmanthus tree ... We look forward to pinning our hopes on the moon. When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. There is today every year, and there is reunion every month. We should have put aside a lot of troubles a long time ago. We should not put everything on the moon. Our dreams and expectations should not be too illusory. You can only be down-to-earth and realize your ideals. The cause that people from generation to generation have fought for has always been a continuation on the shoulders of their predecessors. We expect that one day, the five-star red flag will rise in the Moon Palace, and even march of the volunteers will be uploaded to everyone's ears from the sky ... Let's continue to share the moonlight. ...