中秋月儿圆,家家户户,喜气洋洋。一个小院子的葡萄架下面,摆着一个大餐桌,主人进进出出,正忙于准备佳肴。此时,厨房里却传出一阵微弱的求救声:“救救我们!”水盆里,一群鱼儿使劲儿地拍打着水花,绝望而又无力地挣扎着。“不,我不要这样死去!”一条鱼伤心地喊道。它想起了家乡,想起了山脚下那条清澈的小河。 Mid-Autumn Festival children round, every household, beaming. Below a small yard with a large dining table, the master entered and exited and was busy preparing dishes. At this moment, there was a faint cry for help in the kitchen: “Save us!” A group of fish struggled to swat and desperately and powerlessly struggling. “No, I do not want to die like this!” Cried a sad fish. It remembered his hometown and remembered the clear stream at the foot of the mountain.