黛蓝色的夜,浓重,清艳。月色总是在你不经意间悄然爬进你的窗户,天色的煞白与青蓝,都无法阻挡月的眺望。还记得上回看见的月,似一条小小的弯弯的皮筏,轻轻荡漾在夜的怀抱。如今的它已近满月的姿态,皎洁明亮得将我那一窗乳白色的瓷砖映衬得亮丽无比。噢,又是一个十五吧,我轻轻地合上窗户,生怕惊扰了那匍匐在星空中的阑珊月意。那里总有一场梦的婚礼——淡淡的月色里,是我无 Dai blue night, thick, clear and bright. Moonlight always quietly climbed into your window in your inadvertently, the sky pale and blue, can not stop the view of the moon. I still remember the month I saw last time, like a small curved catamaran, gently rippling in the arms of the night. Today it is almost full moon gesture, bright and clear to my windows of white porcelain tiles very beautiful. Oh, it’s a fifteen, and I gently close the window for fear of disturbing the horrifying fall in the sky. There is always a dream wedding - light moon, is none of my