爱唱歌的溪水迈着轻快的脚步向远方奔去。溪水路过一片平缓地带,慢下脚步,欣赏两岸的旖旎风光。它发现左岸有一眼清泉正奋力吐出一串串水泡,便好奇地靠近,细细打量泉水。泉水比我差远了!它没有悦耳歌声,没有潇洒举止,没有苗条体形,而且只能老实地待在原地,不像我能到外面见世面、交朋友。溪水越想越得意,唱着歌走开了。 Singing streams of water marching to the distance with a brisk pace. Stream through a gentle belt, slow down, enjoy the charming scenery on both sides of the Strait. It found a clear spring on the left bank is struggling to spit out a string of blisters, they curiously close, careful look spring. Spring is far worse than mine! It has no pleasant voice, no graceful demeanor, no slim figure, and can only stay honestly, not like I can see the world outside to make friends. More and more proud of streams, singing away.