一夜风吹拂,空气中弥漫着青草的气息,我行走在大草甸上,努力辨认着远处村庄的灯光。去一个偏远的村落探亲,不想却贪了黑,便巡着儿时的记忆一路走来,却于这茫茫大草甸里迷失了方向。幸好有着很圆的月亮,减少了许多的恐惧,便踩着一地的月光,向草甸外走。忽然,前面出现一个身影,朦朦胧胧,正向这边走来,手 A night wind blows, the air filled with the atmosphere of grass, I walk in the meadow, trying to identify the lights of the village in the distance. To a remote village to visit relatives, do not want but greedy black, they patrol childhood memories along the way, but lost in this vast meadows in the direction. Fortunately, there is a very round moon, reducing a lot of fear, then stepping on the moonlight to walk outside the meadow. Suddenly, in front of a figure, hazy, are coming to this side, hand