(1)明月高悬,银光轻洒,夜风送凉,阳台的一角,我和母亲在一张供上月饼的小桌前,向着一轮皎洁的满月,低身拜下……中秋将至,儿时的这一幕又清晰地浮在脑间,熨暖胸口,引发我几许美好的回忆和绵长的思念。(2)我幼年体弱,母亲听从一位“仙人”的说法,每年中秋之夜祭拜“月娘”为我祈保平安。往往八月十四,母亲就备好月饼和其他供品,到了中秋当 (1) moon hung high, silver light, blue sky cool, the corner of the balcony, my mother and a small table for the moon cake, toward a bright full moon, low body worship ... ... Mid-Autumn Festival will To this childhood scene and clearly floating in the brain, ironing his chest, triggering me a few wonderful memories and long thoughts. (2) I am young and infirm, my mother obeys a “fairy ” argument, every year on the Mid-Autumn Night worship “Moon Mother ” for me to pray for peace. Often, on August 14, the mother prepares mooncakes and other offerings until mid-autumn