夜,静静的,缓缓渗入甜美的梦乡;风,轻轻的,柔柔拂过疲倦的思念;月光,淡淡的,悄悄地洒落下来。平静、安详的夜里,一切都安逸地躺在大地妈妈的摇篮里,心里的思绪却万万千千。想着活动时你开心的样子,想着游戏时你调皮的样子,甚至你闯了祸让老师生气在老师看来也是甜美的……孩子, Night, quietly, slowly infiltrating the sweet dreams; the wind, gently, soft brushing tired thoughts; moonlight, faint, quietly sprinkle down. Calm, serene night, everything is lying comfortably in the cradle of Mother Earth, the thoughts of my heart are hundreds of thousands. Think of the way you happy when the event, think of the game when you look naughty, and even you broke into trouble to make the teacher angry is also the teacher seems sweet ... ... children,