The shooting star that brights together has delimited night sky, leave the most beautiful end mark, make a person impressive.
一道璀璨的流星划过夜空，留下最美的尾痕，令人印象深刻。
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——题记
I reach a hand, stroke passes by the offing of be contaminated of dim light of night, broke those who enter the sea into pieces to be all over the sky numerous star, broke nocturnal hush into pieces. A shooting star has delimited night sky, mirror the offing like lens is like in what be attributed to calm gradually, leave a gradually shallow end mark, star child resembling is to be this to astonish, hard blink eye greets to it. Continue then be laughing and playing is worn, illuming static night.
我伸出手，拂过被夜色浸染的海面，打碎了入海的满天繁星，打碎了夜的寂静。一道流星划过夜空，映在逐渐归于平静的如镜般的海面，留下一道渐浅的尾痕，星子像是为此震惊，努力地眨巴眼睛向它致敬。接着继续嬉笑着，点亮着静夜。
The dim light of night gradually beautiful, refreshing.
夜色渐美，沁人心脾。
In my memory, be far from metropolitan place only, just have a few bleak bit child, become silent ground bends over to adorning night on curtain of night. As the grow in quantity of the annual ring of the tree, I am right star child also had not small complex: If can see, it is lucky; If have a lot of, it is a dream in. My form to them, always have special feelings.
我的记忆里，唯有远离大都市的地方，才有几点黯淡的星子，静默地趴在夜幕上点缀着夜。随着树的年轮的增多，我对星子也有了不小的情结：若是能看见，便是幸运；若是有许多，便是梦里吧。我对他们的身影，总有特殊的情怀。
I love to draw night sky, the sort of is all over the sky the night sky of numerous star, the shooting star that a lot of contest run has developed curtain of night, it seems that the voice that side side has them to had delimited. Very beautiful, but never had seen regrettablly.
我喜爱画夜空，那种满天繁星的夜空，有许多竞跑的流星冲过夜幕，似乎耳畔都有他们划过的声音。好美，但可惜从未见过。
I was met sometimes without drowsiness, sit beside the window, look up look to curtain of night, search a star child shadow. Of the city blatant the existence that seems not to allow them, roaring crabbily, make their “ additional search tall with respect to ” .
我有时会了无睡意，便坐在窗旁，抬头看向夜幕，寻找星子的影子。城市的喧嚣好像不允许它们的存在，暴躁地吼叫着，让它们“另寻高就”。
Have one evening nevertheless, I find them.
不过有一夜，我找到它们了。
That is very late when, I sleep lightly suddenly from inside the dream —— is far always sleep in me strange uneasiness is firm. I move toward the balcony, pupil still writes a composition beyond hazy, lie on reseau bed next, just wanted to blow how much cool wind to add drowsiness, however the associate that with its he is without drowsiness bumped be full of, they are in night sky carol, chat, frolic, twinkle. Meanwhile of my be surprised this scene, so they are here, send the foreign land of body in a sense, also cannot fall into a profound sleep when the dim light of night is hazy, can await matutinal arrival only.
那是很晚的时候，我从梦中突然惊醒——远在异乡的我总睡不安稳。我走向阳台，眸子仍作文余朦胧，然后躺在网格床上，刚想吹几许凉风增添睡意，却与其他毫无睡意的伙伴撞了个满怀，它们在夜空中欢唱、交谈、嬉闹、闪烁。我讶于此时此景，原来它们都在这儿，寄身在某种意义上的异乡，也无法在夜色朦胧时酣然入睡，只会等候黎明的到来。
My exclaim is worn beautiful, ignorant and innocent kind the ground extends a hand to want to feel them, but this is infructuous. I rise, sit in coastwise rank stage edge, tiptoe hit area of go into business gently, icy in touching a heart continuously, I am retractile foot, the decision feels a bit clearly with the hand child temperature. I still was felt finally, shattered this looking glass unexpectedly, star child to skipping to escape everywhere, wait for billows to come loose, return again unvarnished.
我惊叹着美，无知天真般地伸出手想触摸它们，可这是徒劳。我起身，坐在近海的阶台边，脚尖轻轻触了下海面，一股冰凉直抵心中，我缩回了脚，决定用手真切地感受星子的温度。我最终还是摸了上去，不料打碎了这面镜子，星子向四处蹦跳着逃离，待波澜散尽，重归原样。
That shooting star came, I never had seen its true kind previously, what think like me really nevertheless so bright and beauty.
那一抹流星来了，以前我从未见过它的真样，不过真如我所想的那么璀璨和美丽。
All around already noiseless, lively.
四周既寂静着，又热闹着。
Night and journey ended euqally, I returned familiar home, also cannot forget that one night from beginning to end.
夜和旅行一样结束了，我回到了熟悉的家，始终也忘不了那一夜。
One day in the evening, I sit beside windowsill again, do not have right now ferial the lamplight of li of so much electric energy generation, enveloping thick dim light of night of the city only.
又有一天的晚上，我再次坐在窗台旁，此时没有平日里那么多的电能产生的灯光，只有笼罩着城市的浓浓夜色。
Nevertheless I laughed, be like in the eye still that is all over the sky star child with the shooting star that has delimited, illuming the night with blatant city.
不过我笑了，眼中似还有那满天星子和划过的流星，点亮着都市喧嚣的夜。
That memory, that one night, like the star child had delimited night sky, also flared countless in the future night.
那记忆，那一夜，如星子划过夜空，也闪耀了日后的无数个夜。(文/刘静宜)