梨树开满了雪白的花,一刹那,时间都好像停止了,只有微风掠过,片片花瓣在空中旋转着飘落在绿草地上,还有那个人的身上。我又一次见到她,突然觉得,与第一次见到她时相比,她好像换了一个人似的,无比美丽,让我的身心都不禁颤动起来。一本书,一首曲,一篇佳作,一点小事,总能勾起我心中无限的记忆,就像在心里装了一个大大的而又厚实的笔记本,写着我记忆中的事。 Pear tree full of white flowers, the moment, the time seems to have stopped, and only the breeze swept through, pieces of petals in the air spinning falling on the green grass, there is that person’s body. When I saw her again, I suddenly felt that she seemed to have changed a person more than she was the first time I saw her. It was so beautiful that my body and mind could not help but tremble. A book, a song, a masterpiece, a trifle can always bring back the infinite memory of my heart, just as I put a big, thick notebook in my heart, which reads my memory.