That summer night on the steppe there were many shooting stars. When the first star fell, everyone was stricken with surprise, excitedly yelling out. Every few minutes another star would drop, and everyone stopped screaming and stopped making wishes. That most beautiful summer sky in the grassland finally etched a mark in their hearts.
夏夜草原的流星更多，第一顆流星出現時，大家都驚訝、興奮地叫起來，但接著每幾分鐘就有一顆，大家不再尖叫，也不再許願，最美的草原夜星終於永遠印到心版上。