从前有一个湖。蓝湖上,蓝天上,高耸着一场春梦,绿的颜色,黄的颜色。那边,天空静静地在拱形的山上休憩。一个流浪者,坐在树下。黄色的花瓣落在他的肩上。他疲倦了,闭上了眼睛。梦从黄色的树上落到他身上。流浪者变小了,变成了一个小男孩,在午后的花园里,听他的母亲歌唱。他看到? There used to be a lake. On the blue lake, on the blue sky, there is a spring dream, green color, yellow color. There, the sky quietly rests on the arched hills. A wanderer, sitting under the tree. The yellow petals fell on his shoulders. He was tired and closed his eyes. The dream fell on him from the yellow tree. The wanderer became smaller and became a little boy. In the afternoon garden, he listened to his mother singing. He saw?