Grass and moon and me

The moon is full tonight.
We lie on the grass or lie under the moon
The grass is soft and dewy
The moon casts thousands of silk threads far away

Sky, moon, earth, grass and me
It seems like there is still a silent homeland
It seems like there is still a submerged river.
Every full moon I look up at the night sky

The moon is high, the grass is wet with dew
Blame the cold steps
Amidst the chirping of insects
Grass buds stretch out, lighting each falling drop

The moon sets down on the grass, shining brightly.
A thousand years of moon, grass weaves words of peace
One day all worries will be gone
Please be a blade of grass meditating under the moon.