一直不喜欢蒲公英,我只觉得这小东西太过软弱。城里很难见到蒲公英,但乡村一片一片到处都是,风起,大片的蒲公英疯狂飞舞。风停后,空中漂浮的蒲公英也会缓缓落下,如幽灵一般鬼魅,没有一丝生命的迹象,心里总会一阵寒意。有的小孩手里玩着蒲公英,轻轻一吹,它便散开来,不一会儿,停留在离我 Do not like dandelion all the time, I just think this little thing is too weak. The city is difficult to see dandelions, but the countryside is full of everywhere, the wind, a large dandelion flying. After the wind stops, the dandelion floating in the air will slowly fall, as ghosts ghosts generally, without a trace of signs of life, there will always be a chill in my heart. Some children play dandelion in their hands, gently blowing, it will disperse, and later, stay away from me