夜半起身,窗外是一轮烟月。缓步在月下江畔,倚坐于绿阴前,听那一片潺潺的流水声,声声催人入眠,仿佛有一位灵秀的似水少女在月光下轻轻吟唱。长径无人,唯有流水静静流淌,时光就在这一刻凝固。我在浓浓的夜色里,斜倚在梧桐树下,静望那在月下静谧如镜的一方流水。 Half-night at night, the window is a smoky moon. Slowly on the banks of the Moon River, sit in front of the green shade, listen to the sound of a gurgling water, the sound of human sleep, as if there is a graceful like water girl singing gently in the moonlight. Long diameter no one, only the water flow quietly, time at this moment solidification. In thick darkness, I reclined under the plane tree, looking forward to the water flowing under the moonlight as a mirror.