变,是我最美好的梦想。我想变成一朵七彩花,生长在美丽的大自然。丢失了快乐的小朋友,只要轻轻摘下我的一片花瓣,默默许下一个心愿,快乐就能回到他的身边。瞧,草地上坐着一个小男孩,他的小脸蛋红扑扑的。他坐在春天里,可是他的脚瘸了,他只能坐在草地上看飞来的燕子和小鸟。我轻轻来到他身边,微笑着向他摇曳,展示着我的花瓣。小男孩摘下一片,许了个愿,啊,他又能在花园里捉蝴蝶、捕蜻蜓了。 Change, is my best dream. I want to become a colorful flower, growing in the beautiful nature. Lost happy children, just gently off my piece of petals, silently make a wish, happiness will be able to return to his side. Look, a little boy sits on the grass and his little face flashes. He was sitting in the spring, but his feet were lame, and he could only sit on the grass watching swallows and birds flying. I gently came to him, smiled and swayed to him, showing my petals. The little boy took off one piece, made a wish, ah, he can catch butterflies in the garden, catch a dragonfly.