Awooo, tonight I drank a bottle of fruit wine, held the cat and watched the rabbits, ate mooncakes and looked at the moon, and even drank tea, so now I can't sleep. I zoned out for a long time, feeling a little dizzy. Then I remembered I still hadn't given my Mid-Autumn blessings, so I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn festival and National Day!
Mm, I wrote a chapter this afternoon. It was the steamy second half after the Spring Rite. But I felt it was a bit too steamy, and after thinking it over, I decided not to post it. Just treat it as negative space. Writing the book is already a part-time job, I really can't add another side gig on top of it. The next chapter after that will still take a while. I'll do it after I wake up.
Huu, the moon was very round. There were cicadas singing at night, and the sound of the wind too. This author sat by the window, feeling empty inside. A little cat-bug in the corner really wanted to turn into a butterfly and follow the very clean moonlight, flying all the way up to the moon.
Mm, petting the cat's head. At the end, I wrote a little poem, so I'll show everyone.
The daylight nears its end; sea and sky lie vast. Spring leaves, autumn comes, the night wind chills.
Beneath the moon, a tabby cat watches wild rabbits; in the heavens, Mid-Autumn sails a boat backward.
The boat sails all night through glittering stars; dreams enter Zhuang Zhou, and the heart cannot rest.
When will the fluttering butterfly dance down? When a thousand sails have all fallen into a single cup of tea.
This author bows low and knocks his head to the ground. I wish