光阴似箭,岁月如梭,不知不觉间我已长大。这流水般的岁月到底带走了什么,又改变了什么呢?回顾那春,幼年。幼年时代,天真的我,那般莽莽撞撞,宛如一只无忧无虑的鸟儿。依稀记得七八岁时,时常和小伙伴们一起玩耍,捉蝴蝶、采花、编花环。还记得那年春天,我与晶晶一起去田野里嬉戏。田里的油菜花嫩得叫人不忍伤害,五颜六色的蝶儿满天飞,你追我赶。 Time flies, time flies, I have grown unconsciously. This water-like years in the end taken away what, what changed? Review that spring, juvenile. Childhood, naive me, so vastly crashing, like a carefree bird. Vaguely remember seven or eight years old, often play with my friends, catching butterflies, picking flowers, making garlands. Remember the spring of that year, I play with Jingjing to the fields. The field of rape Nende uncomfortable people could not bear to hurt, colorful butterfly flying, you chase me catch.