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对于月光,我一直有着难以割舍的情怀。儿时的暑假,我的大部分时间,都待在了外婆家里。每逢夜幕降临,我都会准时来赴约——与月光之约。有时候,月光是极安静的。它轻轻地、悄无声息地抚慰着菜畦的梦,任凭萤火虫的“灯笼”闪烁,也仍然执着地散发着柔和的光芒。那月光像窗帘,半透明的,不似黄金,也不似白银,仿佛有着如蝉翼般的感触。我忽然很想用银剪剪下一小块,做方手帕。那么,野花一定会嫉妒得气红了它的面庞吧。
For the moonlight, I always have a hard time let go of feelings. Childhood summer, most of my time, are staying in the grandmother’s home. Every nightfall, I will be on time to make an appointment - with the Moonlight about. Sometimes the moonlight is very quiet. It softly, silently soothe the dream of food, despite the fireflies “lantern ” flashes, but also still exudes a gentle light. That moonlight like curtains, translucent, not like gold, nor silver, as if with ashamed feelings. I suddenly want to cut a small piece of silver cut, square handkerchief. Well, wildflowers will be jealous of its face it.