皎月洒出银白色的光,如一条绝美的地毯铺在地上。今夜,月很圆。我站在楼下,抬头。家家户户灯火通明。看得再仔细些,却发现有一扇窗如无底洞般幽黑。那,是我家。走到家门口,手不自觉地敲响了门——咚咚。没有一声亲切的“来了”以及急促的脚步声;也没有“咔”的一声,门开了,一位亲密的家人背光而站,含笑地看着我;更没有幸福光芒的抚摸……回应我的,是令人窒息的无声。不禁黯然,虽然早知家中无人。 Bright moon sprinkled silver light, such as a beautiful carpet shop on the ground. Tonight, the moon is very round. I stood downstairs, looked up. Every household is brightly lit. See more carefully, but found a window as black as bottomless pit. That is my home. Walked to the door, hand unconsciously rang the door - pound. There was no cordial “Comes ” and the rapid pace of footsteps; there was no cry, the door opened, a close family backlit, and looked at me with a smile; but no light of happiness Stroking ... Responding to me is suffocating silence. Can not help but sadly, although no one knew the home early.