坐在秋千上 以为我在飞 风景不断地在眼角来回 儿时的笑语在耳边萦绕 放开大步逆着时间往前跑 回忆亲吻着阳光 泪水涨起了心潮 我不做参天大树 情愿做一棵小草 任凭发丝在风中飘 任凭秋千不住地摇 童年离我远去 秋干找它来归 那种感觉那种心情 再也找不回 匡点评习 在摇荡中飞? Sitting on a swing and thinking that I’m constantly flying around the corners of my eyes, the laughter lingers around in my ears, I leap forward, I run forward, recalling the time, Kissing the sun’s tears, Uplifting my heart, I’m not a big tree, I would rather do it. A grass that leaves the hair in the wind Leaving by the wind Swinging away from childhood I go away to find it to return to that kind of feeling That kind of mood never to return back 匡 Comments Learning to fly in the swing?