Night fell, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. Moonlight spilled over the banks of the Yangtze River like a silvery ribbon, blending the flowing water with the night sky into one.
On the river's surface, moonlight danced upon the sparkling ripples like notes of music, performing a wondrous melody. A gentle breeze blew, stirring layer upon layer of ripples that intertwined with the moonlight to form a moving scroll of painting.
Under the moonlight, boats floated like stars in the galaxy, dotting the tranquil night. Along the shore, the shadows of trees swayed in the moonlight, looking like a serene and beautiful ink wash painting.
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