农历八月十五的早上,我们一家来到了海宁市的盐官镇。登上海塘大堤,钱塘江安静地躺在我们的眼前。江面上泛起层层波浪,风一拂过,似一位上了年纪的老人的脸,写满了岁月的痕迹。远处,几座高楼大厦若隐若现。人们踮着脚,翘首企盼。 On the morning of August 15 in the lunar calendar, our family came to Yanguan Town in Haining City. Boarded the pond embankment, Qiantang River quietly lying in front of us. The surface of the river floated layers of waves, the wind a brush, like an old man's face, full of years of traces. In the distance, several high-rise buildings looming. People stomping their feet, eagerly looking forward to.