Xing Gao Ming, the people pulling the home, a few of our childhood with the stars, listening to the clear and melodious sound of crickets, unwittingly entered a dream.

• 星高月明，大人们拉着家常，儿时的我们数着天上的星星，听着清脆的蛙鸣和蟋蟀悠扬的琴声，不知不觉进入了梦境。