考试前的一个夜晚,月朗星稀,万籁俱寂。此刻还在埋头苦读的我,揉了揉疲倦的双眼,抬头看着窗外。如水的月光透过窗户,倾泻在我的身上,像一双慈爱的手轻柔地抚摸着我。是啊,春去秋来,月缺月圆,时光在流逝。自然万物,滋生衍变;人世沧桑,起伏跌宕。要睡觉了,我朝床上望去,一眼瞥见那只绣花的荞麦枕头,心中荡起了阵阵涟漪……那是在我刚记事的时候奶奶给我做的。当时,我看到奶奶戴着老花镜,用那因劳累过度而变形的手指,一针一线细细地缝 One night before the exam, the moonlight is rare and the sounds of nature are silenced. At the moment I was still studying hard, rubbed my tired eyes, looked up at the window. Water, moonlight through the window, pouring on my body, like a pair of loving hands gently stroked me. Yeah, the spring is coming, the moon is missing, the passage of time. Natural things, breeding change; worldly vicissitudes, ups and downs ups and downs. To sleep, I looked into the bed, a glimpse of the embroidered buckwheat pillow, my heart darted ripples ... that was when I just remember my grandma did to me. At that time, I saw my grandmother wearing reading glasses, with fingers deformed by overwork and stitches