【记忆里的中秋】 A taste of the moon 原创短诗# LeisureTime - 读书听歌看电影
n*8
1 楼
A taste of the moon
I wander in a crescent lake,
and massage the wrinkles of a full moon.
I wish I were a white snake,
slithering in the yellow shaded lagoon.
I wish I were a milk shake,
dripping onto the lake in a mellow tune.
Night turns the moon into an angel cake,
and hands me a silver spoon.
I scoop a spoonful of the lake,
and taste a mouthful of prune.
中秋节忙着写标书， 现在补上一首
I wander in a crescent lake,
and massage the wrinkles of a full moon.
I wish I were a white snake,
slithering in the yellow shaded lagoon.
I wish I were a milk shake,
dripping onto the lake in a mellow tune.
Night turns the moon into an angel cake,
and hands me a silver spoon.
I scoop a spoonful of the lake,
and taste a mouthful of prune.
中秋节忙着写标书， 现在补上一首
