吃过晚饭,我们全家来到院子里,着头念着李白的诗:“床前明月光,疑是地上霜。”看,金黄的月亮升上了树梢,它慢慢穿过一缕一缕轻烟似的云。渐渐地,月亮的颜色变白了!它圆得那么可爱,那么有趣,像一个娃娃的脸,又像一个大月饼,让人好想咬它一口。 After dinner, our family came to the yard and started to read Li Bai’s poem: “The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.” The golden moon rose above the treetops and passed slowly through one A ray of smoke like clouds. Gradually, the color of the moon turned white! It’s so cute and so fun, like a doll’s face, but also like a big moon cake, people want to bite it.