我不是完美小孩,我在灞河与嬴政对话,我回想记忆深处的笑……生活中的言行见闻总会沉淀于脑海,催生此刻的心情。恰如人所说——记忆像倒在手心的水,无论你摊开或握紧,终究还是会从指缝流淌干净。此时的我们,看见他们的记忆流淌。 I am not a perfect child. I talked to the government in the Bahe River. I think about the memory of the memories ... The words and deeds in life always settle in my head and give birth to the feelings at this moment. Just as people say - memory like pouring in the palm of your hand, whether you spread out or clenched, after all, eventually flowing from the fingers clean. At this moment, we see their memory flowing.