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我期待有那样一天,我能放下一切,只带着勇气和一个背包,离开这座我熟悉的城市。我听说,渔村海边的沙滩上,萤火虫飞舞着缀满了整片天空;我也听说,夏夜的水田里,蛙声此起彼伏有如交响乐般和谐悦耳。然而,对于一个从未踏出过城市的孩子来说,这是个太过奢华的梦。可我,也是个不安分的孩子。那座香草园恐怕是我所去过的最接近乡间的地方了。春天一到,暖风一吹,阳光一晒,满园的油菜花便都笑了,黄亮亮的一大片,天空都映得有明黄的影子在晃。满眼的灿黄之中,一棵桃树伫立在
I am looking forward to such a day, I can put aside everything, only with courage and a backpack, leaving this familiar city. I heard that the fishing village seaside beach, the fireflies flying full of sky filled the sky; I also heard that summer night paddy fields, frog one after another as symphony-like harmony. However, this is an extravagant dream for a child who has never taken a city. But I, too, a restless child. That vanilla garden is probably the closest country I've ever been to. When the spring came, the warmth of the wind blew out and the sun shone. The rapeseed flowers in the garden laughed. A large yellow bright light shone brightly in the sky. Full of bright yellow among a peach tree stands