望月这是正月十五的傍晚,坐落在大山褶皱里的笊篱夼仍洋溢着节日的喜庆气氛。天气尽管干冷干冷,但儿童们余兴未尽,依然在街上尽情玩耍。那清脆的爆竹,崖传谷应,回声悠长,这愈发使山中的时空显得寂寥而久远。当缥缈的山霭与溟濛的暮色融为一体时,顽童们老早点燃了烟火,一边让其嗤嗤地冒火花儿,一边忘情地拿着奔跑,恰如一颗颗一闪即逝的流星。蹬儿和好朋友坎儿百无聊赖地呆立村头。他俩是隔壁邻居,都在山下一个大村子的学校 Mochizuki This is the evening of the 15th of the first lunar month, and the hedgerows in the mountain folds are still filled with festive festivities. Although the weather is dry and cold, children are still enjoying themselves and are still playing in the streets. That crisp firecrackers, cliffs should pass the valley, echoes long, which increasingly makes the time and space in the mountains seem lonely and long. When the misty misty mountains and mongolian twilight blend, the urchin lit the fireworks early, while let Chi Chi to sparks, while running out of affection, just like a fleeting meteor . Step children and good friends Kanner bored to stay in the village head. They are next door neighbors, all in a mountain village under the school