奶奶的故事中岸，是那支古老的民谣当船灯渐渐近了当小岛渐渐远了就看见了岸的额头妈妈的细语中岸，是那撵走寒冷的春风当万条柳枝绿了时当山坡的桃花开了时就迎来了岸的倩影我自己的感受中岸，是一次次考试成绩揭晓汗水迎来了又一个五分努力后接过又一个优秀都是我扬帆到达的 The grandma’s story was in the middle of the shore. It was the old ballad when the lights came nearer. When the island was getting far away, he saw the shore’s forehead mother’s whisper. It was the spring breeze that left the cold as a willow green. At the time when the peach blossoms on the slopes opened, we ushered in the shadows of the shore. My own feelings were on the Chinese side of the shore. It was a time when the examination results were announced. The sweat ushered in another five-point effort and another outstanding one came when I sailed.