在乡村,你是一朵最美的鲜花。在城市,你是一道最美的风景。当你回归故乡的怀里时,你有着音乐般富有节奏的最美的倩影,就站立在故乡的小院里,美若天仙。你时而惆怅或者沉默,都是你无声的语言。此时此刻,你那水灵灵的姿容,闪现着城市与乡村之间那灿烂 In the country, you are the most beautiful flower. In the city, you are the most beautiful scenery. When you return to your hometown’s arms, you have the rhythm of music, the most beautiful shadows, standing in the hometown of small courtyard, beautiful angel. You sometimes melancholy or silence, are your silent language. At this moment, your spirits look, flashing between the city and the country that brilliant