总是幻想着有—天,背着自己的行囊,驾看天亡的白云和飞鸟结伴而行。总是幻想着有—个比童话更美丽的地方,在海的正中央,在未知的惊喜里。相信一条飞鱼会告诉我,前方是一个蔚蓝色的小岛,如同相信一阵风会告诉我,前方是一个流光溢彩的花园。红裙子是我鼓起的风帆,手中的幸运星指 Always illusions that there are days, carrying their own bags, to see the white clouds of death and the companionship of the birds. Always imagine that there is a more beautiful place than a fairy tale, in the middle of the sea, in an unknown surprise. I believe a flying fish will tell me that the front is a blue island, as if I believe a gust of wind will tell me, in front of a colorful garden. The red skirt is the wind that I blew and the lucky star in my hands