偶尔翻看女儿的一篇随笔,读到了这样一段文字:“夏至,在校园的草丛里,我竟幸运地与流萤相遇。那是在一个晚自习下课后,与好友们一边谈天一边漫步回寝室的路上,身边竟出现点点飞舞的星光。这场面,就像是做梦一般,仿佛把我内心深处童年的梦重新捡起。我的大半个童年,在乡下奶奶家度过。我是真真实实地见过那些夏夜里如火、如灯般的流萤,占领了整个乡村里纯真的天和地;真真切切地触摸过它们,见证它们与夏夜的星空相辉映。那时的我, Occasionally turn to see her daughter’s essay, read the passage reads: ”Summer solstice, in the grass on the campus, I actually fortunate enough to meet with the firefly it was after a night study after class, chatting with friends while walking sideways Bedroom on the road, there was a little dancing around the starlight.This scene, like a dream in general, as if the heart of my childhood to recapture the dream.My of my childhood, spent in the country grandmother home .I am true I’ve seen the firefighting, lantern-like fireflies in the summer night, and the pure heaven and earth in the entire village; touching them truly and vividly, witnessing that they reflect the stars of the summer night,