想起萍儿,是因为听到了那首歌。“又是一年三月三,风筝飞满天。”熟悉温馨的旋律让我的思绪忽地回到了多年前, 那个忽闪着美丽大眼睛梳着齐耳短发的小姑娘仿佛又站在我面前唱起这首歌, 神态自然,表情有些许的忧郁。在那家音像店门口,正午的阳光暖暖地照着。乐音 Think of Pinger because he heard that song. “It is March 3 of the year. The kite flies all over the sky.” Familiar with the warm melody, my thoughts suddenly returned many years ago. The little girl with beautiful eyes and short hair and hair was standing in front of me. From this song, it was natural and there was a little melancholy expression. At the door of the audio-visual shop, the noon sun shines warmly. Musical tone