每一天都是生命中最年轻的一天 (w English)
It is almost autumn, and you can feel it when the days are getting shorter and the nights cooler.
When he got off the work Friday night, he told me in excitement that he saw a glorious sunset sky with a rising full moon perching over, and suggested that we would go Saturday night to the mountaintop for a better view.
But we were not so lucky this time. One-day difference won’t turn a full moon into a crescent, but sunset spectacle could be just as transient as any beauty in the world. Disappointed as we were at the dark clouds patching the sky above the sea, we felt refreshed standing on the airy summit. The undulating hills in the distance were enveloped in the misty twilight. Steep down the valley nestled the modern city, clustered with white-colored houses and occasional tall buildings. We looked at the watch for the predicted setting time, and looked to the west, waiting patiently. Minutes later, brilliant redness burst out noticeably, getting bigger and rounder like a bloody apple, and then back to smaller and narrower as it sunk down quickly. It lasted only a few minutes for the cameras to catch glimpses before it disappeared into the lower thick clouds.
We then turned to the east for the moon rise. Due to the thick clouds, we were only able to spot the moon when it ascended halfway in the sky, dim at the beginning as it’s behind the veiling clouds. But soon it shone out blazingly, golden, round but soft, illuminating the sky. The moon, the same moon, that has been in existence for thousands of years, never fails to entertain and inspire us. With or without clouds, it is there, silently but persistently.