每个人都希望有自己的桃花源,每个城市亦如是。儿时的记忆中,一座城市,固然高楼耸立,车水马龙,但在城市的背后,总会有郊区,总会有田野,总会有大片大片自由任性生长的植物。记得儿时,无聊了发闷了,总会让爸妈带我出去。骑上自行车,迎着风快乐往前冲,过了几十分钟,穿过了闹市,穿过了高楼,穿过了小巷,穿过了人群,穿过了喧嚣,直到眼前没了路,只有大片的田野大片的绿。那 Everyone wants to have their own paradise, every city is the same. Childhood memories, a city, although high-rise towers, busy, but behind the city, there will always be the suburbs, there will always be fields, there will always be a large area of ​​flamboyant plants growing freely. I remember childhood, bored hair bored, and always let my parents go out. Riding the bike, facing the wind rushed forward happiness, after tens of minutes, through the downtown, through the tall buildings, through the alley, through the crowd, through the noisy, until now no way, Only a large tracts of green fields. that