有人推开星巴克的门,叮咚声响,有人抬头、有人回眸,是对的人,都会在门开的刹那,听到那一声寒暄。遇见哪,日夜都有,我愿在夜深时逢遇。在已经过往的以及还没来临的仲秋;在载有满月的记忆以及月色将满的期待中,一声叮咚后,才发觉月亮为何总是将满未满?星斗为什么断续明灭?都因为在逢遇之外,还缺了逢遇。 Someone pushed open the Starbucks door, Ding Dong sound, someone looked up, someone looks back, is the right person, will be at the door of the moment, hear the greeting. Where I met, day and night, I would like to meet at night. In the past and not yet come Zhongqiu; contained in the memory of the full moon and the moon is full of expectations, a ding dong, only to find out why the moon will always be full of less than? In every encounter, but also a lack of luck.