仲秋,银河烂漫,碧空寥然。一轮圆月,朗照环宇。惶惶月色,如霜如烟,洒满生活周遭,在那里为万物投下疏缓的影子。千秋百代异乡的亲人们,面向高悬的明镜,照见彼此心影,反反复复地吟诵着“千里共婵娟”的诗句。这一轮月,牵连着多少伤心断肠、衷曲难忘的眼和心,成为关于在场不在场、 Mid autumn, the galaxy is bright, blue sky is very few. Round the moon, according to Universal. Frustrated with moonlight, as frost, sprinkled over the life around, where casts a shadow of ease for all things. Throughout the ages, relatives of strangers, facing the hanging mirror, see each other’s heart and mind, repeatedly recited the verse of “Thousands and Tears together Chan Juan”. This month, how many heartbroken, heartfelt song and heart, as the presence is not present,