坐在车上,望着漆黑的夜空中,十五的月亮如一个玉盘,散发着皎洁的光芒。几百年前,满天星斗之下,田村屋舍前,一位年轻的母亲怀搂着她年幼的孩子,面对那轮明月,必定会讲述那段嫦娥奔月的美丽传说,温和如风的声音会赞叹嫦娥的倾国倾城,也会感叹广寒宫的清冷孤寂, Sitting in the car, looking at the dark night sky, fifteen moon as a jade plate, exudes a bright light. Hundreds of years ago, under the stars, before a Tamura house, a young mother arms around her young child, in the face of the bright moon, it is bound to tell about the beautiful legend of Chang’e to the moon, gentle The voice of the wind will marvel Chang’e Empress Dowager, will also lament the cold and lonely Palace,