无论你什么时侯走进我们六五中队,都会被教室墙上的一幅图画所吸引:在一片绿油油的草坪上,开满一朵朵白色的小花。花儿怪逗人的:圆圆的脑袋,白白的茸毛,风一吹,花就轻盈地飞了起来;飞呀飞,飞得老高老高的。这是蒲公英,它从不满足于待在偏僻的角落,最喜欢到外面的世界去闯荡。记得在五年级时学过了《会飞的蒲公英》一课后,同学们就深深地喜欢上了这篇美文,更喜欢上了那些敢于追求快乐,追求自由,追求 Whenever you enter our Squadron 65, you are drawn to a drawing on the wall of the classroom: a blossoming white flower on a lush lawn. Flowers weird: round head, white hair, the wind blows, the flower flew up lightly; fly it fly, fly old and old. This is a dandelion, it is never satisfied to stay in remote corners, most like to go out into the world to battles. I remember in the fifth grade learned “flying dandelion” after a class, students deeply like this beauty, prefer to those who dare to pursue happiness, the pursuit of freedom, the pursuit