蜗居之地,无须太大,但却是属于我的一方净土。很小的院子里,有一片开花的树,枝桠上开满繁花。我爱这些繁花,那是属于我的,我喜欢它点滴凝聚的甘露滋润的花朵,不忍采撷。第一棵树上的繁花,绽放得如白色的天使,走近,像晃动在眼前的一张张笑脸。我看到童年的秋千下唱着欢快童谣的我们 Dwelling place, not too much, but it belongs to my side Pure Land. Small courtyard, there is a flowering tree, branches and leaves full of flowers. I love these flowers, that belongs to me, I like it bit by bit nectar moist flowers, could not bear to pick. The first tree of flowers, bloom as white angels, approached, like shaking a smile in front of a smile. I saw us singing the cheerful nursery rhymes under the swing of childhood