当难得的淡淡的月光柔柔地照在灰蒙蒙的城市上空时,你独自坐在冷冷清清的阳台上喝着散发着清香的茶,你是否能记起你小时侯坐在村头的稻草垛下,痴迷的听奶奶讲那些古老故事的那个同样有柔柔月光的夜晚?当你厌倦了都市喧闹的生活,在某个难得的假日里,独自 When the rare light moonlight shines softly over the grey city, you sit alone on the deserted balcony and sip tea with fragrance. Can you remember the straw you sat in the village during the hour? Next, obediently listening to my grandmother to tell the same story of those ancient stories of the night with soft moonlight? When you are tired of urban noisy life, in a rare holiday, alone