Mid-Autumn Festival that year

That year, I was not far from the village to work as a unit. Mid-Autumn Festival when I took the packages back to the village, my brother came back from Zhongshan, a long time not come together, and the chance to meet up to prepare whole family had a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Rongrong.
At night the moon rose, like a round white plate set in the sky, the Wanlv Kiyoteru shed, landing tile surface of the village of old houses, fell deep in the old village in the well, fell before the village pond water, falls village side roads of the village fields ... ... bathed in a Kiyoteru in. This time, if entered the village, one foot into the water in the moonlight can be. Frogs, accent, bark is still prevalent. Faintly in the night the moon slowly rising, from the rising of the crescent, to the brightest full moon, so bright, quiet, so peaceful, holy, like the ethereal sounds are melodious, such as the elongation of the seedlings in silence, like fresh and elegant Chinese painting . Quiet countryside, Brightness when empty, I gazed a long time that seems to be cleaned round the full moon, rising Hsi mind the phrase "home of the song is a Qingyuan flute, with a total moon night in a ring," the poem, For a time, my body seemed suspended in the air, melting in the Sky.
Few more words from the sound of firecrackers, the village folks began to worship the month. Family members are also busy in the yard put on fruit, incense and worship month; brother came in the next Douzhao stopping by to play a small nephew, came a string of crisp laughter from time to time. I find it a pleasure to lying on that old bamboo chair on the side of nibbling the seeds, looked up at the sky that side of the bright round moon. There a long time it did not come back tonight for their precious time to calm down, look forward to in the village all the familiar and unfamiliar. Since I have been a strange land out of the sky after the village in search of a home that round the moon, that ray of intoxicating pure, but often I am disappointed. The city also has the moon, the moon, but the city is nowhere to go, it was too urban haze sky cover tightly and leave no trace of the gap; street lights will be brilliant moonlight crowd out, or ranging from flowing to the on the ground, let light melted, so that high-rise buildings dismembered. Only I miss, and even the heart, a kind of initiation impulse to flee the city. Now I finally away from the hustle and bustle of the city bustle, away from the dispute between the disturbed earth, living in villages in the cool and quiet, a long absence, soothing warm leisurely born.
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