一轮新月,带着难以描绘的羞涩上了天。天,那么悠远,缀满了星斗,如宝石、似珍珠、像玛瑙。月光润润,星光莹莹。天,蓝莹莹;地,亮晶晶。大地在追寻月夜的韵致。楼下的那棵樟树,在月光下,倒映着它清秀的倩影。月色渐浓,暮色亦随之变深。天边的月啊,是那样娇美。也就是这样一个月夜, A new moon, with a hard-to-describe shyness. Days, so distant, decorated with stars, such as gems, like pearls, like agate. Moonlight Run, Star Yingying. Days, blue Yingying; ground, sparkling. The earth is searching for the moonlit night. The camphor tree downstairs, in the moonlight, reflects its handsome shadows. The moon is getting darker and the twilight darkens. Moon on the horizon, is so charming. It is such a month and night,