“天上的星星不说话,地上的娃娃想妈妈……”我哼着小曲儿,在一个宁静祥和的夜晚,来到离家不远的湿地公园散步。漫步在九曲木桥上,欣赏着周围若隐若现的美景,不经意间,一场青蛙们的演唱会在我的身边拉开了帷幕。“呱——呱——呱——”一阵时断时续的蛙鸣声闯进了我的耳朵。或许它形单影只,在呼唤着自己的好友?或许这是一只刚 “The stars in the sky do not speak, the dolls on the ground want to mom ... ” I hummed a little song, in a quiet and peaceful night, came to the wetland park not far from home for a walk. Walking in the Jiuqu wooden bridge, enjoying the looming beauty around, inadvertently, a frog concert opened in my side. “Quack - quack - quack - ” burst of intermittent frogs broke into my ears. Perhaps it is only a single shadow, calling for their own friends? Perhaps this is a just