短暂的相聚,又会面临再一次的别离,不变的依旧是那清冷的月光翩然萦绕在心头。——题记我不说话,只是独坐在阳台边,看月光为我镀上一层寂寞的影子。耳畔是父亲遥遥传来的鼾声,在这静谧夜晚中格外明朗。我望着窗外熟悉的景色,一丝乡愁涌上心头。那一片小菜地,那个储水的水窖,仿佛还有着我拿菜篮摘柿子的身影,仿佛还可以听见奶奶往瓶子里倒自己酿的 A brief meeting together, will once again face the same time, the same is still the cool moon lightly lingering in my heart. - Inscription I do not speak, but sitting alone on the balcony, watching the moonlight for me to cast a layer of lonely shadow. Ear is the snore heard by my father in the quiet night is particularly clear. I looked out the window familiar scenery, a trace of nostalgia in my heart. That piece of small dishes, that water cellar, as if there is still my pick basket pick persimmon figure, as if you can hear my grandmother pouring into the bottle yourself