淡淡的月色一缕缕地抹在飘曳的窗帘上,夜,渐渐深了。做完功课,我看着父母房内的灯,啊,熄了!赶紧关好门,用枕巾遮住台灯,从床垫下捧出心爱的小说,迫不及待地读起来。这已是第三个深夜了……我似乎被一只有力的手臂牵引着,在朦胧的月色下,拨开密密的丛林,趟过清清的小溪,寻觅着一群年轻人的踪迹。 A touch of moonlight was wiped on the draped curtains. The night was getting deeper. After finishing my homework, I looked at the lights in my parents’ room and, ah, went out! I quickly closed the door, covered the lamp with a pillow cover, and picked up my favorite novel under the mattress. I couldn’t wait to read it. This is the third late night... I seem to be being dragged by a powerful arm. Under the bright moonlight, I poke through the thick jungle and clear the stream to find the sight of a group of young people. .