假如我变成了蒲公英,背上背着小小的降落伞,手中拎着一个用来装希望、快乐和幸福的口袋,悄悄地慢慢地长大。当口袋渐渐鼓起,是时候旅行啦!我要找到我的妈妈!一阵风把我托起,我身上的降落伞缓缓张开,迎着风儿舞动。天!这就是飞的感觉吗?头顶是洁白的云朵,湛蓝的天空,远处是巍峨的大山,而脚下是一条条蜿蜒的路。忽然我迷茫了,妈妈,世界这么大,你在哪儿呀?不过妈妈,你别担心,我一定会找到你 If I became a dandelion, carrying a small parachute on my back carrying a pocket for hope, happiness and happiness, I slowly grew up quietly. When the pockets rise, it’s time to travel! I’m gonna find my mom! A gust of wind lifts me up, the parachutes on my body slowly open, dancing to the wind. This is the feeling of flying? Head is white clouds, blue sky, the distance is the towering mountains, and the foot of a meandering road. Suddenly I was confused, mother, the world is so big, where are you? But Mom, do not worry, I will find you