In the still of the night, I describe bright moonlight in front of my bed. I suspect怀疑 it to be hoary frost on the floor. I watch the bright moon as I tilt(使)倾斜 back my head. I yearn渴望 while stooping for my homeland祖国 more. A tranquil night, a bed, I see a silver light. I wonder if it's frost around. Looking up, I find the moon bright. Bowing, in homesickness, I'm drowned. In the quiet night, so bright a gleam微弱的闪光 on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?
Lifting my head to look, I found that it was moonlight. Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. Night thoughts. I wake, and moonbeams play around my bed.
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