合上《鼹鼠的月亮河》一书,已经是晚上九点半了,我依然沉浸在米加的世界里。封面上那轮又圆又大的月亮仿佛在向我召唤,我不知不觉地向它扑去。“哎哟!”我揉揉摔疼的屁股,环顾四周,发现自己正坐在草地上,远处有一座小巧的红色小木屋。我从地上爬起来,连忙向小木屋走去。咦?那小木屋前有一只又瘦又黑的鼹鼠,那不是米加吗!只见他坐在台阶上,一副愁眉苦脸的样子,好像在思考着什么。“米加,你在为什么事而烦恼呀?”我好奇地问道。米加抬起头,对我的 Close the book “Moon River Mole” is already half past nine, I still immersed in the world of Miga. The round, large moon on the cover seems to be summoning to me, and I unknowingly flutter it. “Oh!!” I rubbed my ass hurt, looked around and found myself sitting on the grass, a small red cabins in the distance. I got up from the ground and quickly walked to the cabins. There was a thin, black mole in front of that chalet, was not it Mega! I saw him sitting on the steps, a frownish look, as if thinking about something. “Mega, why are you upset about it?” I asked curiously. Mega looked up to me