少年时代,我是在故乡度过的。那时的星光,明亮而皎洁,不似在这个城市里,闪烁的霓虹偶尔掩盖了天宇间最真实的光亮。而我,离开故乡已十余载,心中故土的模样,还是旧时的影子。星光之下,祖父蒲扇轻摇的光景,还清晰地存留在我心底,为我拂去岁月的缕缕烟尘与炎凉。这里是乡间一隅,盛夏里最惬意的,莫过于与祖父伴着满天星光,在空旷的庭院当中自在地纳凉。盛夏夜深,星光似水,蝉鸣切切,蛙啼婉转,偶尔微风轻拂,树影婆娑, In my youth, I spent my time in my hometown. The starlight at that time was bright and bright, not like in this city where the glittering neon occasionally obscured the true brightness of the sky. And I, leaving hometown has more than ten contained, the appearance of the earth’s hometown, or the shadow of the old days. Under the stars, grandfather Po fan shake the scene, but also clearly kept in my heart, for me to sweep the years of plume of smoke and cold. Here is the corner of the country, the most pleasant summer, than with grandfather accompanied by the stars, freely in the open courtyard of the cool air. Midsummer night deep, stars like water, cicadas Mingqie, frog gently, and occasionally breeze breeze, tree shadow whirling,