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夏夜的星辰,在深邃的天幕上闪烁着清辉,远方有颗期待的星,向我招手,唤起我遥远的记忆。那是我14岁时,我曾在夏夜的屋檐下,胆怯地握住奶奶的衣服,透过她额前的白发,观看那奇特而明亮的星空。星光冲破朦胧的夜色,闪闪发亮。这个陌生的晶莹的世界,使我感觉到自己的脆弱和渺小,像是一只不敢问世的小鸟,充满了好奇和憧憬。于是我紧紧地握住奶奶的衣服,在迷惘和困惑中,我发现了奶奶正在俯视着我的眼
The stars of the summer night shone with clear brilliance on the deep sky, and there were stars in the distance, beckoning to me and evoking my distant memory. That was when I was 14 years old. Under the eaves of summer nights, I timidly took my grandmother’s clothes and watched the strange and bright sky through the white hair in front of her forehead. The starlight broke through the bright night. This strange and glittering world made me feel my fragility and smallness, like a bird that did not dare to come out, full of curiosity and jealousy. So I held Granny’s clothes tightly. In confusion and confusion, I found my grandmother looking down at my eyes.