深夜,我带着耳机,一遍又一遍地倾听光良那纯净,不带一丝杂质的声音。好久没有听到这么动听的歌声了,忘了是谁作的曲,让我遗憾。很小很小的时候,还不识字的时候,我便爱上了“童话”这个字眼。那时,爸爸妈妈常给我讲些童话故事,哄我入睡。于是我为童话而疯狂了,我愿意为一个故事 Late at night, I took my earphones and listened over and over again to the pure light without a trace of impurities. I haven’t heard such a beautiful song for a long time. I forgot who made the song. I regret it. When I was very young and I was not able to read, I fell in love with the word “fairy tale.” At that time, Mom and Dad often told me some fairy tales and told me to fall asleep. So I was crazy about fairy tales. I would like to be a story.