他熟悉那些声音。但几乎忘记了自己的声音——他跟妈妈的话实在是太少了——他很想跟她说些什么,比如夜晚的星星上面斑斓的颜色,深夜鸣叫的快乐的昆虫,雨后的彩虹不像是大桥,彩带而像是一把涂满颜料的拖把…… He is familiar with those voices. But almost forgot his own voice - he and his mother’s words are too few - what he would like to say to her, such as the glittering colors of the stars at night, the happy insects that squeal in the middle of the night, the rainbow after the rain Like a bridge, a ribbon and a paint-covered mop ...