Moon bright bright
My first nite in Bali. A full moon. I am struck by how bright the moon there is. A unsual sight for me. Not gently reflecting the light but like a torch turned on in the sky. Glowing...almost sparkling.
I cannot help but be reminded of Li Bai's poem and with great amusement.
The moonlight pouring down on my bedside
Like white frost spreading on the ground
I look up to the bright moon in the sky
And lowering my head, think of my dear hometown.
er.. the literal version rhymes better:
Bed front Moon light bright
Looks like floor frosted white
Head lift gaze Moon glow
Head dips Home aches flow
Hello.. in Bali, where got miss home wan.
I cannot help but be reminded of Li Bai's poem and with great amusement.
The moonlight pouring down on my bedside
Like white frost spreading on the ground
I look up to the bright moon in the sky
And lowering my head, think of my dear hometown.
er.. the literal version rhymes better:
Bed front Moon light bright
Looks like floor frosted white
Head lift gaze Moon glow
Head dips Home aches flow
Hello.. in Bali, where got miss home wan.
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