风在呼啸,我的梦在纷飞如草原上奔驰的骏马如晴空中飘逸的云朵少年的梦是春天的樱花散发着清幽的芬芳青年的梦是夏日的朝霞映红了希冀的世界成年的梦是秋天的野菊在山野里真诚的微笑老年的梦是冬日的落叶经过几番周折最终融入大地的怀抱我的梦啊你是天空中一片迷人的虹霓而我则 The wind is whistling. My dreams are flying like a horse on a prairie. Such as the clear and clear clouds. The dream of a young boy is the cherry blossoms in the spring. The dreams of the youth are quiet. The dreams of the young people in the summer reflect the dreams of the world. It is the autumn chrysanthemum in the mountains. Sincere smile The old man’s dream is the leaves of the winter After several rounds of twists And fell into the embrace of the earth. My dream. You are a fascinating rainbow in the sky and I