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明月几时有，把酒问青天，不知天上宫阙，今夕是何年？我欲乘风归去，唯恐琼楼玉宇，高处不胜寒。起舞弄清影，何似在人间。
                                                                                                                                                                转朱阁，低绮户，照无眠。不应有恨，何事长向别时圆？人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴阳缺，此事古难全。
                                                                                                                                                                但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。又是一年中秋时节。
                                                                                                                                                                窗外月光如泻，给大地披上了一层迷人的薄纱，显得宁静而又安详。天上明月如盘，一如我小时候看到的模样。
                                                                                                                                                                每年的中秋都是一样，不同的只是个人的心情罢了。去年的中秋，我也站在这同样的位置，望天上明月，想家乡亲人。
                                                                                                                                                                此时的心情，也是一样。人在他乡，总感觉自己像无根的浮萍，漂漂荡荡，却找不到心灵的归处。
                                                                                                                                                                在深圳这座城市尤其是如此。中秋不是法定节假日，再说没有几天的假期，我也回不了老家。
                                                                                                                                                                下午看着同事们面带喜色匆匆离去，更让我感到身在他乡的无奈。中秋团圆，月圆人更圆，这是对世间人们美好生活的祝福。
                                                                                                                                                                但我现在不是，至少我无法团圆。人在静下心时才会好好整理思绪。
                                                                                                                                                                不知道小七现在是不是一家子在花埔里围着石桌赏月，而其乐溶溶呢？一想到小七，我心里情不自禁地又是一阵绞痛。
                                                                 

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