随着时间的静静流淌,一些东西只能永远留在记忆中了,就像秋天的树叶一样,随着风儿飘,飘,飘……最终散去。但就是这些已然散去的树叶,有时会突然因为一些来自心底的触动,而又清晰地浮现在我的眼前,仿佛还是昨天。那些随风飘逝的树叶就是儿时的点点滴滴。 With time flowing quietly, some things can only stay in memory forever, just like the leaves of the autumn, as the wind floats, floats, floats... finally disperses. But these leaves that have already been scattered sometimes suddenly come to my eyes because of some touch from the bottom of my heart, as if it were yesterday. The leaves that linger in the wind are the little bits and pieces of childhood.