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我喜欢荷叶,虽说离夏日还早,每次路过莲池,脑海中总会浮现出藏在内心深处的记忆,是青涩,是光荣,是过去,还是未来……我喜欢荷叶,喜欢夏日时坐在莲池旁,捧一本好书,迎着清新的叶香夹杂着湿润又闷热的气息,冲进我身体各个角落。我不由得莞尔一笑。记忆的花园中有一片绿荷,一尺红莲,散发着淡淡的香。母亲啊,那时你让我的心中也泛起嫩香。我知道,那时您的荷叶正向我走来。
I like lotus leaf, although from the early summer, passing lotus pond each time, my mind always emerge in the heart of the memory, is Sentimental, is glorious, is the past, or the future ...... I like lotus leaf , Like sitting on the lotus pond in the summer, holding a good book, greet the fresh leaves mixed with moist and hot breath, into every corner of my body. I can not help but smile. Memory of a green garden in the garden, one foot lotus, exudes a touch of incense. Mother, when you made my heart tender. I know, then your lotus is coming toward me.