溶溶月华净。独坐书桌前,案上是早已诵熟的《唐诗选》。清冷的月光从窗外透进,染白了窗棂。轻轻吟咏着李白的诗句,顿觉词句警人,余香满口。“今人不见古时月,今月曾经照古人。”在几千个日夜前,太白,你是否又吟成了一首绝唱?我不知道为何偏爱李诗,只觉得浅声低吟之间,有一股雄浑的气魄,使人不由自主地被这种气场所震撼。那是一种豪迈不羁的王者风范,凌脱于凡尘之上,直冲向那无限皎洁的月色。 Solubility Yuet Wah net. Sitting alone in front of the desk, the case is already reciting “Tang poetry election.” Cold moonlight from the window, white window dyed. Gently chanting Li Bai’s poem, Dunjue words police, Yu Xiang mouthful. “There is no ancient time today, according to the ancients this month.” "Thousands of day and night, Taibai, whether you Yin into a song? I do not know why the preference for Li poetry, only to feel shallow whisper Between, there is a powerful spirit, people involuntarily be shocked by this atmosphere. That is a heroic uninhibited demeanor style, Ling off above the mortal, straight to the infinite bright moonlight.