这一通宵,不知不觉,鹅毛雪片纷扬不息,座座的摩天大厦——被萤火虫剔透的浮石,高高地托起无数心灵的遗痕与重荷,不停地增长,而且将所负的重载卓尔忘怀。唯有那些昆虫,略知个中底细,不过它们的记性恍惚,讲述的又很怪涎。心灵对这些非凡事物所起的影响,我们也无从知晓。 This nightfall, unconsciously, the goose feather snow flakes continued to rise, and the skyscrapers in the building - the pumice stones carved out by the firefly - lifted up the innumerable souls’ marks and heavy loads and kept growing. The burden of drow forgetting. Only those insects know a little about the midsole, but their memory is also very strange. The influence of the mind on these extraordinary things cannot be known to us.