人生就是一场旅行,旅途中会遇到诸多的风景。作家在海宁城度过的那个中秋节,已经深深地印在了她的脑海中,时光虽逝,记忆却不曾远离。(小好奇)一盏盏孔明灯升上去了!一个个愿望在空中飞翔!满天都是飘浮着的灯火,满天都是飞舞着的愿望!那些红红紫紫、粉粉白白的灯,飘远了,就幻化成一颗又一颗的星星,悬浮在海宁城上空,闪烁,闪烁,闪烁。这是星星离人间烟火最近的一晚,八月 Life is a journey, the journey will encounter a lot of scenery. The Mid-Autumn Festival that the writer spent in Haining City has been deeply imprinted in her mind. The passage of time, the memory has never been away. (Small curiosity) A light lantern rose up! A desire to fly in the sky! Floating lights all over the sky, the sky is the desire to fly! Those purple red purple, pink white lights floating Far away, it turned into one after another stars, suspended in Haining over the city, flashing, flashing, flashing. This is the star of the night of the recent night, August