在辽阔的大海边,有一片空旷的海滩。老乌龟爷爷在海滩上开了一家茶馆。到这儿来喝茶的,都是上了年纪的老爷爷。他们每天围着桌子,喝茶、聊天。 “老伙计们,昨天我做了一个好梦!” 丹顶鹤大爷喝了一口清茶,有滋有味地说了起来:“我梦见自己又回到了小时候的故乡,一丛丛密密层层的芦苇,一株株笔直的白杨树,挡住了寒冷的北风,我们丹顶鹤在片片白云中高高飞翔……” In the vast sea, there is an empty beach. Old turtle Grandpa opened a teahouse on the beach. To come here to drink tea, are the old grandfather. They surround the table every day, drink tea and chat. “Old folks, yesterday I made a good dream!” “Great Red-crowned Crane took a sip of tea, nourishing to say: ” I dreamed I was back to a hometown of childhood, a cluster of clumps of dense reeds , A strain of straight poplar trees, blocking the cold north wind, we red-crowned cranes fly high in the piece of white clouds ... ... "