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无心鸟儿的歌喉,无意自然的画卷,只因在这花飞的季节,飞扬着我的梦想……朦胧宛若初生。儿时,举手托腮,举头望月,似乎想体会李白‘举头望明月,低头思故乡’的悲怆情怀,却因一只蝴蝶而扰乱了我的思绪……品味宛若成长。时光荏苒,我早已不再因为舞蝶而带走我的思绪,反而跟家醉心于古今诗人的风情万种,贪婪的呼吸着古今中外名著的墨香……
Heartless bird’s voice, unintentional natural picture, just because in this season of flying, flying my dream ... ... hazy like a newborn. Childhood, raised his hand care gills, give birth to Mochizuki, seems to want to understand Li Bai ’look up to see the moon, bow to think hometown’ of the sad feelings, but because of a butterfly disrupted my thoughts ... ... taste like growth. Time 荏 苒, I have long been no longer because of the butterflies and take away my thoughts, but with the family fascinated by the style of ancient and modern poets, greedy breathing ancient and modern famous ink ... ...