两瓶水,两听酒,还有两袋茴香豆。我和清从超市出来,去欣赏月下的西湖。我看着清手里拎着的东西,问:这两听酒够吗?清低头看了我一眼,诡秘地笑,摇头。于是,我们又转回小店,竟把两瓶水也换做了两听酒。拎着,乘着夜色,我俩挽着手,也想如白居易醉一次。八月的西湖,长长的柳绦在微风里摆动,柔软的草坪上,坐着休闲的游人。夜色里的西湖好妩媚,没有蚊虫的袭扰,有暖风习习。湖岸灯火阑珊,那时的集贤亭还没倒掉,柔美的光影烘托下的集贤亭,翘起的飞檐与廊柱的辉光倒影湖心, Two bottles of water, two drinks, and two bags of fennel beans. I and Qing came out from the supermarket to appreciate the West Lake under the moon. I looked at his hand carrying things and asked: both to listen to wine? Qing looked down at me, smiling and shaking his head secretly. So, we turn back to the shop, actually two bottles of water also changed for two to drink wine. Carrying, riding the night, we both hold hands, but also like Bai drunk once. West Lake in August, long willow sash swinging in the breeze, soft lawn, sitting leisurely tourists. West Lake in the night so charming, there is no mosquito harassment, a warm-air habit. Lake shore lights dim, when Jixian Pavilion has not drained, soft light set off under the Jixian Pavilion, cocked cornices and pillars glow reflection Lake heart,