有一只蟋蟀发出了不一样的声音,它有着黄金般的嗓音,简直可以想象它穿着西装高昂着头不断地攀升音阶时神气的模样,声带像风琴一样鼓动,最后到达了引爆点,于是一切流金四溢。“蟋蟀!”阿花说,“它对土壤的动静特别敏感,你一踩上去……”他示范了一下,用脏兮兮的球鞋踩在湿暖的泥土上,那片的叫声立刻消失,就像某条小溪被一台开足马力的大功率抽水机瞬间抽空了一般。“它们就立刻死死地憋住不叫,你再也别想找到它们。”他收回脚,在我们站着的小路上 One cockroach made a different voice. It had a golden voice. It was almost as if it was wearing a suit with a high head and a constant rising scale. The vocal cords swayed like an organ, and finally reached the tipping point. Then everything flowed. Gold is overflowing. “Yeah!” said Ah Hua, “It’s particularly sensitive to the movement of the soil. You step on it...” he demonstrated it, stepping on the warm soil with dirty sneakers. The cry disappeared immediately, just as a creek was suddenly emptied by a full-power high-powered pump. “They immediately stunned and did not call, you never wanted to find them again.”" He took his foot back, on the little road we were standing on.