The world is enveloped in moonlight. A poetic feeling arises and softness pervades the atmosphere. At this time, a breeze of ten accompanies the silvery light of the moon and gives the world a peculiar appearance and the people a peculiar feeling. The air is suffused with a sweet scent, driving away the ugliness and squal or of the daytime, soothing the distressed and wretched souls. If
you sing a song, your voice will reach the clouds. If you read a poem, it will echo in the mountains and valleys far away. If you hum a lullaby, its rhythm will send the whole sleepless city to dreams.
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