人生就是一串串叮当作响的钥匙，在不断的奔跑与撞击中唱着动听的乐曲，一路上有了这 种美妙的旋律，我不会寂寞和失落…… 小时候，看见哥哥将一串钥匙挂在腰间，跑起来，就像一只小鸟紧跟在身后，还发出阵阵清 脆悦耳的声音，别提多神气。我也央求妈妈给我一串钥匙，妈妈笑着说我太小了。于是，我开始疯 狂地渴望长大，希望拥有一串属于自己的钥匙。那天，当妈妈用一根红毛线穿了一把家门钥匙， Life is a string of keys that jingle and sing. It sings beautiful music in constant running and crashing. With this wonderful melody along the way, I won’t be lonely and lost... When I was young, I saw that my brother had a bunch of keys. Hanging around his waist, he ran up, like a bird sitting behind him, but he also made a crisp and melodious sound, not to mention the air. I also begged my mother to give me a bunch of keys. My mother smiled and said that I was too young. So, I began to grow up crazy crazy, hoping to have a bunch of their own keys. On that day, when my mother wore a house key with a red wool,