没有翅膀的飞翔重庆一考生“每一只蝴蝶都是一朵花的轮回。”甲虫微笑着对我说,“有一天,你也会有一双斑斓的翅膀,在天空中蹁跹舞动。”阳光安静地淌过我每一寸藏青的肌肤,我听到山风掠过树梢,如同一支深远的骊歌。“啊,你”小甲虫尖锐的叫声在我耳边响起,我拖着湿漉漉的双翼, Flying without wings, an examinee in Chongqing “Every butterfly is a reincarnation of a flower.” The beetle smiled and said to me, “One day, you will also have a pair of gorgeous wings, dancing in the sky.” Sunshine is quiet The ground covered every inch of my dark skin. I heard the mountain breeze passing over the treetops as a far-reaching chant. “Ah, you,” the sharp bee of the beetle rang in my ear, and I dragged my wet wings.