天色暗淡,屋里,我一人。轻轻推开窗,抬头仰望天空。没有开灯,因为有人告诉我,在黑暗中能将天上的一切看得更清楚。漆黑的苍穹,月儿高高悬挂,如此恬静、迷人,又是那么遥远而不可及。夜空,没有故事中那数也数不尽的星星,只有寥寥几颗伴随着孤独的月儿。也许是它们离我太遥远,使我 Dark colors, the house, I am alone. Gently push the window and look up at the sky. Did not turn on the lights, because someone told me that everything in the sky can be seen more clearly in the darkness. Dark sky, moon hung high, so quiet, charming, but also so far and beyond. In the night sky, there are no endless stars in the story, only a handful of moon lonely children. Maybe they are too far away from me to make me