想不想乘坐木筏子在星星岛的环岛河流上来一次刺激的漂流?现在就开始吧。一路漂流,记录下一路的小故事。小时候,秋千拴在小树之间,在花香和光影中荡来荡去,如风中飘飞的树叶,自由自在。后来,小树长成了大树,每一条树枝,每一片树叶,都记下了那时欢乐的笑声,留存了时光的秘密。回到树下,忽然觉得时光穿梭到了那年,我们都还是小小的模样,跑来跳去,有说不完的话,数不清的欢笑。好想就那样永远地荡着,淹没在时光的秘密里。回忆深了,时间紧了,友谊深了。小树下埋藏了一个古老而又新鲜的故事,在岁月的沉淀中跳跃,又在跳跃的时光中沉淀,绽放婉转流离的美。 Do not want to take a raft on the Star Island Island River up an exciting drifting? Now let’s start. Drifting all the way, record the story of the next road. As a child, the swing was tied between the small trees, swirling in the flowers and light and shade, such as the leaves flying in the wind, free. Later, the small tree grow into a large tree, every branch, every leaf, all jot down the joy of laughter at that time, retained the secrets of time. Back to the tree, suddenly feel that time shuttle to that year, we are still a small appearance, running around, have endless words, countless laughter. Really want to go on like that forever, submerged in the secrets of time. Deep memory, time is tight, deep friendship. Under the small tree buried an ancient and fresh story, jumping in the years of precipitation, but also in the jumping time precipitation, blooming politely displaced from the United States.