Autumn moon is the brightest since ancient times.

This is the first record of Qiu Zi in Changchun.

Since ancient times, the mid-autumn moon is the brightest, and the cool wind waits for the night.

One day, the weather was gloomy and there were fish and dragons everywhere. Wuyue Loutai is full of songs, and Yanqin Qu is full of food and wine. On the river where my emperor lives, he wants to stop the war and achieve peace. Ten years of military disaster, the whole people are worried, and there is nothing left in a thousand miles. Last year, I was lucky enough to have a cold trip this spring. I'm too lazy to go three thousand miles north of Lingling, and I'm still studying in 200 states in Shandong. Poverty leads to anxiety, and fatigue leads to exhaustion. Early education eliminates worries. The sky is gloomy and the sky is falling. Why not save all souls? All souls are dying day and night, speechless. Shouting at the sky that the sky should not be, a trivial thing is futile. Peace and chaos, avoid teaching creation and giving birth to elves. Alas, the world is wide open and there are trillions of beings.

Violence and evil constantly invade each other, and the cycle of suffering knows how extreme it is. Heaven and earth are everywhere.

God, why does destruction know? Corporal is sad but not happy, working day and night in vain?