窗前,有微微的光亮投进,洒在窗台上,衬着夜色,极美。恰好读到苏东坡的《水调歌头》,一时心生感触,丢下手中的书,从窗口望出去,是了,那一轮亘古悬挂着的月,是记忆中最美好的故人。小时候,月亮在我心里无疑是有趣的。那时在乡间玩野了,忘了回家的时间,也不惊慌,别怕黑,天上挂着的玉盘自会照亮路。就着轻柔的光亮,蹦蹦跳跳地向家中走去,甚是惬意。村落间偶尔传来几声犬吠,脚步轻轻叩动石板的声音,飘进几家人的梦里。月亮缓缓前行着,我也紧随 In front of the window, there is a slight light into, sprinkled on the windowsill, lining the night, very beautiful. Just read Su Dongpo’s “Song of Water”, a touch of heart and feelings, throwing the hands of the book, looking out from the window, yes, that the ancient hanging from the moon, is the memory of the most beautiful people. As a child, the moon is undoubtedly interesting in my heart. At that time, playing wild in the country, forgot to go home time, nor panic, do not be afraid of the dark, the jade plate hanging from heaven will light up the road. With a soft light, bouncing to the house, very comfortable. Occasionally came a few barks between the villages, the pace of lightly beat the sound of the slate, floating in the dream of several people. The moon slowly forward, I followed