Everybody has the memory to childhood, and my childhood memory plays in moon.
每个人都有对童年的回忆，而我的童年记忆是在月光下的。
The moon resembles a lovely girl, hide bashfully into cloud layer a little while; A little while the head with curiously cabinet smell; Show smile happily a little while; Subdued the ground to hide again a little while.
月亮就像一位可爱的姑娘，一会儿害羞地藏进云层；一会儿好奇地探出小巧的脑袋；一会儿开心地露出笑容；一会儿又委屈地躲了起来。
At this moment, the thing that I and elder sister like to do most catchs fish, shrimp and small tadpole to wait namely. Should have leisure only, regular meeting has us below the moon of brook edge the form of two. Not exceptional also today, we just ate a meal to gallop by the side of Xiang Xiaohe and go, moon is aspersed on the form that we chat, bright all the more. I say to the elder sister: "Can we still angle resemble hill today like fish? " the sister says: "Hum... likelihood, if we are mixed,do not pass last same stick-to-itive word, can angle certainly a lot of oh! " reading aloud silently in my heart: "That my this secondary is compared last more serious, dedicated! " also not was free on our hand, carrying urine barrel, carrying pole of a big fish. One in an instant, we by the side of the two brooks that came to be familiar with that. The bait on elder sister hook, cast adroitly, loosened to complete the first step loosely gently, it is long next await. During this, I also do not have at a loose end, I am staring at a shrimp, after waiting for it to stop, I attack forcibly, attacked empty, but have nothing to do with, insist to always can succeed. Moon ases if also encouraging me, cheer for me encourage. Just as one would expect, , two, 3, shrimp is increasing, did not become a rise with respect to caboodle a little while. But the elder sister can compare me much fiercer, the fish that she angles is already replete pail. I am walked into " the fish piles " , watching these small fish: They each vigor 4 shoot, frisky, exert all his strength with the tail flapping pail, as if to want to skip immediately came out. At this moment my dress of two is drenched, below moon, we are big if show,the back of the bumper harvest is like Zuo ... although I am carrying the pail of heavy, satisfying in however one kind says not to come out sweet with warmth.
这时，我和姐姐最喜欢做的事就是去小河边捉鱼、虾和小蝌蚪等。只要一有空闲之余，小河边的月光下就一定会有我们俩的身影。今天也不例外，我们刚吃完饭就向小河边飞奔而去，月光洒在我们聊天的身影上，格外明亮。我对着姐姐说：“我们今天还能钓到像山丘似的鱼儿吗？”姐姐说：“嗯……可能吧，不过如果我们和上次一样有耐心的话，一定可以钓到很多哟！”我心里默默地念着：“那我这次要比上次更认真、专注！”我们的手上也没有空着，提着小水桶，扛着一根大鱼杆。一转眼，我们俩就到来了那个熟悉的小河边。姐姐钩上鱼饵，熟练地一抛，轻轻松松地完成了第一步，接下来便是长时间的等待。在这期间，我也没闲着，我盯着一只小虾，等它停下来以后，我用力一扑，扑了个空，可是没关系，坚持总会成功。月光仿佛也在鼓励我，为我加油打气。果不其然，一只、两只、三只，小虾越来越多，不一会儿就堆成了一座小山。但姐姐可比我厉害多了，她钓的鱼都已经装满水桶了。我走进”鱼堆“，观察着这些小鱼：他们一个个都活力四射、活蹦乱跳的，用尾巴使劲拍打着水桶，仿佛马上就要蹦出来了。这时我俩的衣服都湿透了，月光下，我们大丰收的背影若隠若现……我虽然提着沉甸甸的水桶，可心中却有一种说不出来甜和温暖。
Moon from cross between the leaf, show aperture, as if a bundle of Shu Guang is how-to my the way home. Moon is aspersed on the tree, on the river side, body with me...
月光从树叶间穿过，显出一条条的缝隙，仿佛一束束光指引我回家的路。月光洒在树上、河边、和我的身上……