不知从哪里飞来一条溪流,欢腾在寂静的山谷里,扬起一朵朵浪花,仿佛无数笑脸奔向远方。千万年过去了,溪流还在飞驰着。有一天,一粒种子从鸟翅上掉下来,落到溪流中央的一块石头上。这粒种子非常顽强,借助石头上几乎看不见的泥土和飞溅来的水珠,奋力求生,在春天到来时终于发芽了,并渐渐长成一棵碧绿可爱的小草,清美可人。小草很寂寞,渴望朋友。于是,她高喊:“有人陪我玩吗?” I do not know where to fly a stream, jubilant in the silent valley, a blossoming waves, as if countless smile toward the distance. Thousands of years later, the stream is still speeding. One day a seed fell from the bird's wing and fell on a rock in the middle of the stream. This seed is very stubborn, with almost invisible stones on the rock and splashed water droplets, struggling to survive, finally arrived in the spring of germination, and gradually grow into a lovely green grass, beautiful and pleasant. Grass is very lonely, longing for friends. So, she shouted: “Someone play with me?”