If someone asked me: "Now there is a treaty, then what would you ask?". I do not need to ponder that will respond immediately: "I wish to be back home to enjoy a peaceful life, quiet places." In these times of childhood home games, there is a full moon night were recorded deep in the soul innocence, my immaturity at that time.
When the family had just moved out dinner tray at that time was up and the moon as well. At this time, towering sky, clouds floating basis. Behold! In the distance, the horizon remains bright blush. Pale night covers everywhere. The moon is slowly rising after the black bamboo trees of the village, rounded rims rims. Moon now rises, shines everywhere. Far away, the village head, the gentle river, Sparkling ripple into ripples. Field constant waves, yellow moon shines like a shimmering gold line. Field, landscape is very quiet, quiet. All things queer bathing in moonlight. The fireflies are playing hide heart flying everywhere, hiding in the leaves or bamboo around. Night the stars glitter like candles is helping the moon shining with it. Plants rely on each seemingly asleep. Wind blowing inshore cage copper, Rice carpet kept bobbing, bobbing horizon until forever. From a distance, I feel his village is a picture of peaceful countryside, quiet. Standing in the yard watching the moon and listening to music beautiful wonders of nature, I feel his heart cheery lightheadedness.
I love the evening at home, love the magic moonlight night was full moon. It has left me a deep impression. This time, sure everyone had gone to bed at all. Only sparkling moonlight, awake in the night.