儿时每到旧历十五前后的夜里,只要我在姥姥家,总喜欢一个人站在柴门口东望,看那圆圆的月亮悄无声息地从村头那棵山包似的大槐树后冉冉升起,好像白天它就栖居于那棵高大蓬勃的树枝间。它恋恋不舍地爬上深灰色的夜空,黄澄澄的颜色像只熟透的麦黄杏。那一刻周遭似乎猛然一亮,天由墨蓝变成亮灰,地由漆黑变成浅蓝,银色的月光洒在大槐树那细细黑黑的叶上,有点幽幽的亮光闪烁,仿佛许多小精灵被月色唤醒,纷纷睁开好奇的眼睛窥探这笼罩了淡淡薄雾的静谧 Children every night before and after the Lunar New Year, as long as I am in the grandmother home, always like to stand alone in Chai Men Kou look, see the round moon silently from the village that mountain-like bagged after the big tree Rising, as if it dwells in the tall, thriving tree branches during the day. It reluctantly climbed dark gray night sky, Huang Cheng Cheng color like ripe apricot. At that moment, the surroundings seemed suddenly bright. The sky turned from dark blue to light gray, from dark to light blue, and the silver moon shone on the dark black leaf of the large locust tree, with a little faint light shining like many Elf awakened by the moonlight, have opened curious eyes, peeping this quiet light of the mist enveloped