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“爸爸,你看那个月亮好大呀!”“是啊,你觉得它像什么呢?”“像太阳,可是它没有太阳那么热,像什么呢?对!像爸爸!”“傻丫头,月亮怎么会像爸爸呢?”夏天的夜晚,月光如水,院子里放着一把躺椅。爸爸和我躺在上面纳凉,欣赏着明月,院子里时常传出我们的说话声和笑声……后来,弟弟出生,爸爸出外打工,这样的场景便少了起来。那年中秋夜,爸爸特意从浙江回来,院子里比往常多了许多欢笑。“姐姐,我要吃柚子。”我从没切过柚子,在弟弟的一再要求下,我竟
“” “Yeah, what do you think of it? ” “Like the sun, but it is not as hot as the sun, like what? Right! Like daddy! ”“ Silly girl, how the moon will be like a father? ”“ Summer night, moonlight, water, yard with a lounge chair. Dad and I lie on top of the cool, enjoy the moon, the yard often heard our voices and laughter ... ... Later, my brother was born, my father went out to work, such scenes will be less. Mid-Autumn Festival that year, my father came back from Zhejiang, the yard more than usual, many laughter. ”Sister, I want to eat grapefruit. " I never cut grapefruit, in my brother’s repeated requests, I actually