我在春意盎然的百花丛中穿行,为你采撷缕缕春光,借花儿遥寄给你;我在绿意盈盈的万木丛中穿梭,为你编织夏的生机,借叶儿遥寄给你;我在连绵着金色浪花的麦田中行走,为你收集秋的喜悦,借深邃的蓝天遥寄给你……转眼间,冬天来了,那个寒风刺骨的冬天,那个只能靠火柴取暖的冬天!哦,小女孩啊!我没有能力 I walk in the spring of hundreds of flowers, picking you a strand of spring, borrow flowers to send to you; I shuttle in the glittering woods, weaving summer vitality, by leaf away to you ; I walk in the wheat fields with golden waves, collect the joy of autumn for you, send it to you by the deep blue sky ... In an instant, winter comes, that cold winter, that can only rely on matches to warm Oh, little girl! I do not have the ability