中秋節(jié)英語(yǔ)作文-中秋月圓之夜

A month, the city I slowly walked down the road, dark yellow light spin I figure, city summer night is not quiet, but travel noisy noisy miscellaneous, roadside audio, all kinds of music. High-rise buildings on the glittering neon, colorful, pattern, the whole city was boiling. Is the only quiet sky that round, she quietly watching us. Look at us, want to add a little light for the night. Night, however, seems to be no longer needed her, her bright, than the glittering neon, neon has lit up the night, the light of the month also were wrapped in the neon. People go to the supermarket, go to the bar, go to KTV, no one else would stop watched the moon, there will be no "look at the bright moon" is no longer "when the moon has, wine ask blue sky", there is no longer "silence alone on the west wing, month such as hook". No more no more li bai, su dongpo, there are so many people send month in thoughts. Only when the Mid-Autumn festival, people will eat mooncakes and talk about the legend of the moon, but people are no longer any illusions, people clearly know that the moon is a bumpy desolate. No moon, no moon, no wu gang tree... Occasionally some letters in a book for the month light draw a few pen, light. And at this time of I, just for a month. For the month light no longer hurt, for the month of silence and injury, injury for the month of loneliness. In the red light green wine, traffic in the busy city, I quietly sat on the grass in the darkness with the moon, want to reduce a little lonely and sad for him. Moon, I'll accompany you. Second, the country of the month The long summer vacation, I went to the grandmother who lives in a few days, grandma's environment is very good, the yard has a large vine, is a large shade under the grape trellis. Outside the courtyard, provide a path through the bamboo groves, I walked over, looking at the moonlight do, suddenly think of junior high school to learn a lesson "do". On a whim, I found a small stick, to do draw up, after a stroke, stood up and feet have some numbness, moonlight spilled a ground through the bamboo chopped finely ground, like a phosphor powder sprinkled on the ground. Time is too late, then I walked along the road back, found that this is not the dark night, looking up at the sky on the wheel, such as just after the water wash jade, crystal, bright, so beautiful! To the grandmother home, found the grass outside the clause, several children play on the xi xi ha ha, said that the moon for a while, a moment a few stars, moonlight in their pure smile. A few old man sitting next to take a cattail leaf fan, for a moment to see children play, for a moment at the moon, light kind smile corners of the mouth, they may be looking at the moon reminded of his own childhood. I looked at it also reminded his lips. Back home, grandma has help me to pack the room, small room, a bed, bed clean and tidy, the head of a bed and a small table, there are a small desk lamp on the table, a small pot and a cup. Although city buildings than the bedroom, but also could not say clean and comfortable. I rushed to the bed, catch a cold is to lay down, the bed by the window, grandma is a bungalow, looked up, he saw the round and bright in the sky, the moonlight while purging down through the window, with my whole body, out of the window there was child's play and the elderly to mingle, I smiled again, month in the countryside, so bright and height, perhaps because of rural night need her, she is not alone. Yes, people with her every night, how will she alone? There are no tall buildings, but the patches of forest and bamboo forest; There are no glittering neon, but a bright moon. But the rural night seems to be more beautiful, more bright, because the country without a little bit of other light the moonlight, countryside is spotlessly clean bright moonlight. It is "month is home". While the wind blow in and play outside disappearing while less and less, cool and refreshing summer night, quiet. I got up and poured a glass of water, drink dry throat and lip, and the moon said good night. She seems to be more bright, she seemed to smile, laugh out of the full moon. The night breeze, yuet like water.
    一、城市之月
    我緩緩的走在路上，暗黃的燈光拉長(zhǎng)我的身影，城市的夏夜并不寧?kù)o，而是嘈嘈雜雜的喧鬧，路邊的音響，各種各樣的音樂(lè)不絕于耳。高樓大廈上的閃閃霓虹，五顏六色，花樣種種，整個(gè)城市都在沸騰。安靜的是天上那輪月，她靜靜的守著我們?？粗覀儯霝檫@夜增添一點(diǎn)光亮?？墒牵?，似乎不再需要她，她的光亮，遠(yuǎn)遠(yuǎn)不如那閃閃霓虹，霓虹已照亮了黑夜，而月的光芒也隱沒(méi)于這霓虹之中。
    人們?nèi)チ顺?，去了酒吧，去了KTV，沒(méi)有人停下來(lái)看會(huì)兒月亮，不再有“舉頭望明月”不再有“明月幾時(shí)有，把酒問(wèn)青天”，不再有“無(wú)言獨(dú)上西樓，月如鉤”。不再有李白，不再有蘇東坡，不再有那么多人寄月于情思。只有中秋節(jié)時(shí)，人們會(huì)吃些月餅，談?wù)勗铝恋膫髡f(shuō)，但人們不再存有幻想，人們清楚地知道月球上是坑坑洼洼的蒼涼。沒(méi)有嫦娥，沒(méi)有玉兔，沒(méi)有吳剛伐樹(shù)……偶爾有些文人墨客在書(shū)上為月輕描幾筆，淡淡而過(guò)。而此時(shí)的我，只是為月而傷。為月光芒不再而傷，為月默默不語(yǔ)而傷，為月孤單寂寞而傷。在這個(gè)紅燈綠酒，車(chē)水馬龍的繁華城市里，我坐在一片黑暗的草地上靜靜的陪著月亮，想為他減少點(diǎn)點(diǎn)寂寞和憂(yōu)傷。
    月兒，我來(lái)陪你。
    二、鄉(xiāng)村之月
    漫長(zhǎng)的暑假，我來(lái)到奶奶家住幾天，奶奶家環(huán)境很好，院子里有一顆大大的葡萄樹(shù)，葡萄架下是大片蔭涼。院子外有條小路直通竹林，我走過(guò)去，看著月光下的竹影，突然想起初中時(shí)學(xué)的一篇課文《竹影》。我一時(shí)興起，找了一根小木棒，對(duì)著竹影描了起來(lái)，描了一片后，站起來(lái)腳竟有些發(fā)麻，月光穿過(guò)竹林細(xì)細(xì)碎碎灑了一地，像灑在地上的熒光粉。時(shí)間過(guò)晚，我便沿著小路走了回去，發(fā)現(xiàn)這夜并不黑暗，抬頭望著天上那輪月，如剛經(jīng)水清洗的玉，清澈，明亮，竟是如此的美麗!到了奶奶家門(mén)口，發(fā)現(xiàn)別院外的草地上，幾個(gè)小孩在嘻嘻哈哈的打鬧，一會(huì)說(shuō)月亮，一會(huì)數(shù)星星，月光灑在她們那純真的笑容里。幾個(gè)老人坐在旁邊拿著蒲扇，一會(huì)看看打鬧的孩子，一會(huì)望望月亮，嘴角掛著淡淡的慈祥的微笑，他們也許望著月亮想起了自己的小時(shí)候吧。我看著這一切也不禁勾起了唇角?；氐郊依?，奶奶已經(jīng)幫我收拾好了間屋子，不大的屋子，一張床，床鋪整潔，床頭邊一張小桌子，桌子上放著一個(gè)小臺(tái)燈、一個(gè)小茶壺和一個(gè)杯子。雖然不如城市樓房里的臥室，但也說(shuō)不出的整潔和舒適。我一下子撲到床上，抱著涼被，躺了下來(lái)，床正靠著窗子，奶奶家是平房，一抬頭，便望見(jiàn)了天上那輪明亮的月，月光透過(guò)窗戶(hù)絲絲縷縷的瀉了下來(lái)，灑滿(mǎn)我一身，窗外傳來(lái)小孩子的打鬧聲和老人的說(shuō)笑聲，我又笑了，鄉(xiāng)村的月，如此明亮透澈，也許是因?yàn)猷l(xiāng)村的夜需要她，她并不孤單吧。是啊，人們每天晚上都陪著她，她又怎會(huì)孤單呢?這兒沒(méi)有高樓大廈，而是片片樹(shù)林和竹林;這兒沒(méi)有閃閃霓虹，而是一輪明亮的月。但鄉(xiāng)村的夜似乎更美，更亮，因?yàn)猷l(xiāng)村的月光不摻雜一點(diǎn)點(diǎn)別的光亮，鄉(xiāng)村的月光是一塵不染的皎潔。正是“月是故鄉(xiāng)明”。
    清風(fēng)絲絲縷縷的吹進(jìn)來(lái)，外面打鬧說(shuō)笑聲也越來(lái)越少，清涼的夏夜，安靜了。我起身倒了杯水，潤(rùn)潤(rùn)干澀的嗓子和唇，和月亮道了聲晚安。她似乎更亮了，她似乎笑了，笑出了滿(mǎn)滿(mǎn)的月光。
    這一夜，清風(fēng)徐徐，月華如水。