一个夏天的夜晚,我搬了把椅子躺在院子里乘凉,望着天空中格外皎洁的月亮和身旁的点点繁星,我展开了想象的翅膀。有时我觉得月亮像一位慈祥的母亲,星星们则是她可爱的孩子们,每天晚饭后妈妈总带着她的孩子在外面 One summer night, I moved my chair and lay in the yard, enjoying the cool weather, looking at the brightly lit moon in the sky and the little stars beside me. I started to imagine the wings. Sometimes I think the moon is like a benevolent mother, stars are her lovely children, every day after dinner, mother always with her children outside