夏夜。微风裹挟着小草的气味扑在我脸上,我闻到了泥土芬芳的气息,听到阵阵蛙鸣。天上的星星零零散散,黑夜下,我默默地等待,等待着与流萤的邂逅,等待着那束微黄的萤光装点这夜。然而,我没有等到流萤,只剩下孤独的月光暂伴。这里,除了黑色,还是黑色。那点熟悉的萤光,你到哪去了?怎样才能追寻你,重温那一起走过的日子呢?曾几何时,在乡村,在田间,草地上布满了我与小伙伴们 Summer night. Breeze bound the smell of grass flutter in my face, I smell the smell of earth fragrance, I heard frogs. The stars scattered in the sky, the night, I silently waiting, waiting for the encounter with the flow of fireflies, waiting for the bundle of yellowish fluorescent decorate this night. However, I did not wait until the fireflies, leaving only a lonely moonlight partner. Here, except black, or black. That familiar fluorescent, where are you going? How can we pursue you and revisit the days we walked together? Once upon a time, in the country, in the fields, on the grass covered with me and my friends