你像个孩子,眼睛里闪烁着炽热的光。你像个倔强而又长不大的孩子。你倔强地躲在一个自己的世界里,你的眼神好奇而又充满稚气。你想像安徒生一样,运载一个天国,放飞充满花和梦的气球。你做到了。你用你孩童的心写出的文字,运载了一个梦的天国,那里有爱情的浪漫有执著的信念有无惧的勇气。是你让四 You are like a child, gleaming in your eyes. You look like a stubborn and grow up child. You stubbornly hide in a world of your own, your eyes curious and full of childlike. You imagine Andersen, carrying a heaven and flying balloons full of flowers and dreams. you did it. The words you write in the heart of your child carry a dream heaven, where there is the courage of the romance of love, of the persistent belief. You make four