You're like a landscape that can't keep clouds, how can I keep you.

Delete yesterday's troubles, determine today's happiness, set tomorrow's happiness, paste a beautiful mood, and copy the intoxicating scenery. The moon, which is not yet round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud faintly covered the moonlight. Above the field, it seemed as if a piece of light smoke had been caged, like falling into a dream. After the evening clouds passed, the fields cleared away, and the clear light like water washed the soft autumn night.