Summer night was wonderful. Heat waves receded, and the stars out of Qi, and for our naughty with eyes ceremony, the moon is also smiling for counting on us. Bringing a sprinkle of moonlight in the trees, casting a layer of thin on the ground broken shadow; sprinkled on the body, cast a shadow on the ground like a silver bell from time to time issued a burst of laughter.
The mother\'s rheumatism has committed, the body is not, as previously, and often lower back pain, leg pain of. Looking out the window bringing a moonlight, remembered at an early age, the mother in the moonlight of my enlightenment. Is a pair of hard-working mother\'s hand as I opened the literary treasure, gave me Moonlight thick poetry.
Summer night was wonderful. Heat waves receded, and the stars out of Qi, and for our naughty with eyes ceremony, the moon is also smiling for counting on us. Bringing a sprinkle of moonlight in the trees, casting a layer of thin on the ground broken shadow; sprinkled on the body, cast a shadow on the ground like a silver bell from time to time issued a burst of laughter.
Mother who was busy working a live, will be moved to a small stool and sat under the tree for my tree story.
\"Once upon a ah, there are individuals, He was particularly humble. ... He once ... then he succeeds, we are also not allowed to be proud Oh! Got it? ... ...\"
\"Ah! The wolf is coming! Wolf! Children shouted panic. However, never one to rescue him. Sheep are wolves to eat. You know what is the sense of ah? Right, can not be deceptive, not deceptive is the well-behaved children Oh ... ... \"
Talk about tired, silent for a while, so that a ditty on the cricket bombs. Mother in the ballad to the accompaniment of his right, as I say a small joke. Moon listened to a small joke, mouth varieties, the greater.
\"Treat people doing things to be courteous, otherwise will be lost heart, will not find the mother Yo ... ...\"
At that time was still small, but also do not understand the meaning of this sentence. Now understand. The mother\'s philosophy, incomplete life taught her do?
Mother gave me the moonlight with motherly love. Let me ignorant heart suddenly see the light. Talk about lack of, give me singing children\'s songs, back to my thoughts.
\"Wahaha, Wahaha, everyone laughed Kaiyan face!\"
\"Flying Swallow to wear Pied Piper, in mid-spring, come here ... ...\"
Mothers will also talk about puzzles me guess: \"1.1 Cross-long, 2.1 horizontal length. If you could not guess, think about standing up.\" I guess to really want to stand. They still could not guess to. Mother gave me a piece of paper to write: \"1:00, a horizontal, two points, one horizontal. Is not a standing legislative character it?\"
Now that children\'s songs, riddles the years has been flowing into the river, and now I\'m not listening, but then the depths of my heart that she is still beautiful. Because it is accompanied by her mother that moonlight, nursery rhymes, riddles, jokes out of maternal love flowers, deeply rooted in my heart, and never dying.
夏夜是美妙的。热浪退去了，星星出齐了，对我们调皮的行注目礼，月亮也笑眯眯的望着我们。皎洁的月光洒在树上，投在地上一层细细的碎影；洒在身上，投在地上的影子时不时发出一阵银铃般的笑声。
母亲的风湿又犯了，身体也不如以前了，常常会腰痛、腿痛的。望着窗外皎洁的月光，想起了在幼年时，母亲在月光下对我的启蒙。是母亲那一双勤劳的手为我打开文学宝库，送给我月夜浓浓的诗情。
夏夜是美妙的。热浪退去了，星星出齐了，对我们调皮的行注目礼，月亮也笑眯眯的望着我们。皎洁的月光洒在树上，投在地上一层细细的碎影；洒在身上，投在地上的影子时不时发出一阵银铃般的笑声。
母亲忙完了活，会搬来一张小板凳，坐在那棵树下为我讲故事。
“从前啊，有个人，他特别谦虚。有一次他……后来他成功了，我们也不许骄傲哦！懂吗？……”
“啊！狼来了！ 狼来了！孩子惊慌的喊。但再也没人来救他了。羊被狼吃了。你懂什么道理了啊？对，不能骗人，不骗人才是乖孩子哦……”
讲累了，沉默一会儿，让蟋蟀弹上一支小曲。母亲又在小曲的伴奏下娓娓道来，为我讲小笑话。月亮听了小笑话，嘴巴咧的更大了。
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“待人处事要有礼貌，否则心会迷路，会找不到妈妈呦……”
那时还小，还不懂这句话的含义。现在已经懂了。而母亲的哲理，不全是生活教给她的吗？
母亲把月光伴随母爱给了我。让我懵懂的心豁然开朗。讲乏了，给我唱儿歌，拉回了我的思绪。
“娃哈哈，娃哈哈，每个人脸上都笑开颜！”
“小燕子穿花衣，年年春天来这里……”
母亲也会讲字谜给我猜：“一点一横长，两点一横长。你若猜不出，站着想一想。”我猜不出来，真的站着想。可还是猜不出来。母亲就在纸上给我写：“一点，一横，两点，一横。不是站立的立字吗？”
现在那些儿歌，谜语已经流进岁月的长河，而且现在我也不听了，但是再我内心深处她依然是最美的。因为它是母亲伴着那月光、童谣、谜语、笑话的母爱开出的花，深深扎根在我心里，并且永不凋零。