记得小时候,常和伙伴在有月亮的旷野里自由地疯跑。边跑便拼命地喊着:“看谁能跑过天上的月亮!”记忆中的月亮圆圆的,很美好。可是,这些都已是残留在脑海里的零星记忆了。但第一次和月亮赛跑的事却是那么清晰。每次回忆到那件幼稚的事,就让我仿佛又回到了童年。三岁时的中秋节晚上,妈妈带我和姐姐去散步。无意中我发现,月亮在悄悄地跟着我们走。于是,我便突发奇想,要和月亮赛跑。我甩开姐姐的手,努力地快步前进,生怕月亮跑得比我快。我仰头一望,嘿!月亮不紧 I remember when I was young, I was always free to go crazy with my partner in the wilderness with the moon. While running ran desperately shouting: “to see who can run across the sky of the moon! ” The moon in memory is round, very good. However, these are scattered memories left in my mind. But the first time the moon race is so clear. Every time I recall that childish thing, let me seem to have returned to childhood. At the age of three on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, my mother took me and my sister for a walk. Inadvertently I found that the moon was quietly following us. So, I suddenly whim, to the moon race. I throw off my sister’s hand and work very hard to move forward, for fear that the moon will run faster than me. I look up, hey! The moon is not tight