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The beauty of the moon covered the clouds, the stars' twinkling disappeared.
Despite being full of opponents, never abstaining continues to fight.
The wind blows in the coolness, shakes the weeds in the jungle.
Longing loved ones, will be saved until you go home.
The fireworks are full of light for the night, as the moonlight glows.
Love comes with a hope, now comes the time of application.


The beauty of the night will be the star's light, the dark heart is now bright. The moonlight has now come, my darkest illuminated star.
Poetry | Ecency