明月几时有，把酒问青天
听月诗
听月楼头接太清，
依楼听月最分明。
摩天咿哑冰轮转，
捣药叮咚玉杵鸣。
乐奏广寒声细细，
斧柯丹桂响叮叮。
偶然有阵香风起，
吹落嫦娥笑语声。
有了目标，我们才知道要往哪里去，去追求些什么。没有目标，生活就Ÿ会失去方向，而人也成了行尸走肉。Had the goal, we only then knew has to go toward where, pursues any.Does not have the goal, the life to be able to lose the direction, but the human has also become the good-for-nothing.
able to lose the direction, but the human has also become the good-for-nothing. 
