今晚月亮没有在夜空中嬉戏,不见了踪影,只有几颗暗淡的星星在上面挂着。北风在大街小巷里瑟瑟地呼啸,人们惧畏它的萧条,都躲在自己的安乐窝里。唯独有一个人却还在街道上鬼鬼祟祟地转悠着,好像在寻找什么目标。后来,他停下了脚步,来到了一堵洁白的居民墙上,又在黑暗中摸索了一阵子,似乎找到了满意的工具,于是,就在洁白的墙上舞动了一会儿,又一溜烟地跑了。风更大了,星星却一眨一眨的,如同可爱的又看清一切的眼睛。人们都在酣睡着,只是,有一群精灵打破了这原有的寂静。 Tonight the moon did not play in the night sky, disappeared, only a few dingy stars hanging on it. North wind whistling in the streets, people fear it’s depression, are hiding in their own comfort zone. Only one person is still sneaking around in the street, as if looking for what the goal. Then he stopped, came to a white wall of residents, and fumbled in the darkness for a while, as if finding a satisfactory tool, so he danced for a moment on the white wall, It’s The wind is bigger, the stars are blinking, as cute and see all eyes. People are asleep, except that a group of elves break the silence.