你看,我们的头顶,飞舞着数不清的五彩缤纷的纸飞机。我们的梦想,会乘着纸飞机飞翔。【把糖纸变成纸飞机的魔术师】“你这个死男人,又给我去赌?我,我……”蓝兮的妈妈举着扫帚,追着男人狠狠地打。爸爸妈妈闹得不可开交,蓝兮背起书包,悄悄地从他们身后跑了出去,来到了离家不远的图书馆。一个又小又旧的社区图书馆,几乎没有什么人,正是蓝兮需要的宁静。 You see, overhead of our heads, flying countless colorful paper planes. Our dreams will fly by paper plane. “The candy into a paper plane magician” “You’re the dead man, give me a bet? I, I ... ...” blue-blue mom holding a broom, chasing a man fiercely playing. Dad and mom make a difference, blue back bag, quietly ran out from behind them, came to a library not far from home. A small and old community library, almost no one, it is the blue needs peace.