月色当空。我辗转反侧,无法入眠。今天晚上早些时候,在父亲的殿前,母亲问我:洛几,你准备好了吗?我听出她的紧张。望着月光下她日渐衰老但依旧高贵的身躯,我心里暗流涌动,一阵阵的难过排山倒海。我努力回忆着,是从什么时候开始的呢,我的母亲就这样衰老了,昔日美丽的王妃,也终于无可避免地老去了。 Moonlight is empty. I couldn’t sleep because I was disgusted. Earlier this evening, in front of my father’s house, my mother asked me: “How many are you ready? I heard her nervous.” Looking at her aging body under the moonlight but still noble, my heart is surging, and waves of sadness are overwhelming. I tried hard to remember when it started. My mother was just getting old. The beautiful and beautiful Wang Shuo was finally inevitably old.