捻一束相思,化作萤光飞心间。苏苏六岁那年的夏天,春意刚刚退去,小镇上落了一场格外充沛的雨。云雾散去的那个黄昏,星星吧嗒吧嗒地吐出黄晕。苏苏迫不及待地冲出门,一头钻进了熟悉的田野里。“今年的萤火虫都到哪儿去了呢?”苏苏一边往原野深处走,一边沮丧地嘟囔。 Twist a bunch of Acacia, into the fluorescent fly heart. Su Su six-year-old summer, spring has just receded, the town has a particularly abundant rain. The twilight that clouds had dissipated, the stars spat out the yellow halo. Susu could not wait to rush out into the familiar field. “Where did the fireflies go this year?” "As the Soviet Union went deep into the fields, muttering depressed.