远处峰峦如簇,一轮明月跃动在山头之上。云层堆叠如海,峰顶白雪皑皑。月光皎洁,难以分辨出哪些是云,哪些是雪了。唯有苍穹上装点着的几枚星星,稀稀落落,隐隐可辨。我站在远处,静静地望着那横亘的山,鼻尖似乎已经触到了它清冷的气息,一层薄薄的凉意慢慢覆盖过来。“那银光闪烁的地方便是我的故乡吗?”我问着自己。忽一抬头,我发现群山之上的明月竟如车轮 The distant peaks and ridges, such as cluster, a bright moon jumped on the top of the hill. The clouds are stacked like a sea, with snow-capped peaks. Moonlight bright, it is difficult to tell what is the cloud, which is snow. Only a few stars installed on the sky, sparse, faintly discernible. Standing in the distance, I looked silently at the mountain that covered the tip of the nose as if it had touched its chilly atmosphere, slowly covering it with a thin layer of coolness. “Where is the silver light that is my hometown?” I asked myself. Suddenly looked up, I found the moon above the mountains like a wheel