漫步在月光下,听着家家户户传出来的骰子声,看着沙滩上情侣们赏月的悠然自得,我无法让自己陶醉——在这样一个盛满欢笑的节日里,月儿啊,此时此刻,你是否也同我一样牵挂着那个独臂的男孩,还有那流泪的篮球。放任思绪在夜里展翅翱翔,我紧抓住记忆的尾巴,回到那个弥漫着月光的夜晚……那天,很冷。 Wandering in the moonlight, listening to the sound of scorpions from every family, watching the lovers on the beach enjoy the leisurely moon, I can not let myself intoxicated - in such a full of laughter, month children, at this moment, Whether you are also worried about the boy with one arm and the basketball in tears. Let his thoughts soar in the night, I cling to the memory of the tail, back to the night that is filled with moonlight ... ... that day, very cold.