I made an endless dream. In the dream, can of gem of the Milky Way, late wind strokes my cheek gently, bug sound cries. That is a midsummer night, wonderful, and visional.
我做了个漫长的梦。在梦里，星河璨灿，晚风轻抚我的面颊，虫声鸣之。那是一个仲夏的夜、美妙，而又虚幻。
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That is an ordinary night originally. The mother says, otherwise goes out to take a walk. I agree.
那本是一个平凡的夜晚。母亲说，要不出去散散步吧。我答应。
Go out, greeting those who come is late wind, stroke crosses willow, rustle ground is ringing, grass is respondent, Fu Fu ground sways. Cicada is performed with the wind, now and then occurrence firebug is twinkling, the village is gone to quiet. The family is destroying a few times only. And lights of that brightly lit interweaves together, the Milky Way of seem sky. All thing happiness are halcyon.
出门，迎上来的是晚风，拂过杨柳，沙沙地响着，草应答，窣窣地摇摆。知了迎风演奏，偶尔出现的萤火虫闪烁着，小区一往平静。人家唯有几户是灭着的。而那通明灯火则交织在一起，好似天上的星河。一切事物美好宁静。
Look up look up at night sky, can't help sighing with emotion in the heart, these year, night sky is sent gradually bleak, originally the sky with glaring the Milky Way lost it gradually originally colour. The heart thinks so far, the meaning of sadness of unavoidable a few, feel suddenly time is fleet. Recall when issue lark at night, looking up is bright month a thousand li, at that time also is to be the same as maternal prattle taking a walk. tired buy two bottles of soda water, find chair of one section chief, lean on the back, the Milky Way all closes in the eye.
抬头仰望夜空，心中不由得感慨，这些年，夜空渐发黯淡，原本星河闪耀的天空逐渐丢失了它原本的色彩。心想至此，不免少许伤感之意，顿感时间飞逝。忆儿时于夜下嬉耍，抬头便是皓月千里，当时也是同母亲散步闲聊。累了便买两瓶汽水，寻一处长椅，靠在背上，眼中尽收星河。
Just, I what await in those days, some more puerile still. The feeling of looking forward to with eager expectancy, also be to put nominal head nevertheless. To sky, to me at that time, recall does not have taste one time now: Yearning unrestrained, going after brilliant the Milky Way. This also is the good memory that I take great pride. And nowadays, I witnessed this paragraph of happiness again, just the person grows somewhat, night sky is less and romantic just.
只不过，那时候的我，还是稚嫩些。望眼欲穿之感，也不过是放空头脑。对于星空，对于当时的我，现在忆起别有一番滋味：向往无拘无束，追求着烂漫星河。这也是我引以为豪的美好的回忆。而如今，我再一次见证了这段美好，只不过人有所长，夜空少些浪漫而已。
Lean on couch afresh, I enquire whether she remembers the mother again this paragraph of story. The mother laughs and not language, raise a head, the Milky Way is mirrorred again was in in the eye, just, the Milky Way is caught sadly white black hair.
重新靠在长椅上，我再一次询问母亲她是否记得这段故事。母亲笑而不语，抬起头，星河又映在了眼中，只是，银河悄然染白了乌发。
such, we lean in together, staring at night sky.
就这样，我们倚在一块，盯着夜空。
I witnessed happiness: That is the symphony of midsummer night, be when the idle dream of abhor muddled, it is the romance that enjoys evening with the mother together nowadays, also be her white for my consider angst hair silk more... ...
我见证了美好：那是仲夏夜的交响曲，是儿时憎懵懂的空想，是如今一同与母亲赏夜的浪漫，也更是她为我着想焦虑而白了的发丝………