我记得那天晚上驾车回家的情景:一轮亏月,始终伴我前行。起初是平稳滑行,然后在崎岖不平的路上开始跳跃,时而在我右侧,时而又在我正前方,银色的月光洒在空旷的草地上,飞快地穿过黑漆漆的树枝。之后,当我的车开始在盘山公路上蜿蜒前行时,月亮便消失了。 I remember driving back home that night: a declining month, I always go with me. At first it was a smooth gliding, and then began to jump on a bumpy road, sometimes on my right, and sometimes in front of me, silver moonlight sprinkled on the empty grass, quickly through the dark branches. Later, when my car began to move on the winding road, the moon disappeared.