想象力是孩子的天性,也是给予心灵的一种快乐;它在诉诸文字之后成为一篇文章,像这篇叫《风的记忆》。风是自然之物,哪有记忆啊,它还能慢慢长大,有幸福感,还能扯着白云当棉花糖吃,还有忧伤的眼泪,一切都充满了灵性,这是小作者给予它的。这叫做孩子的想象力,这想象力富有人性的美,寄托了孩子们美好的理想,因此像一篇美丽的童话。我是一阵风,来无影,去无踪。刚出生的时候,我是小小风,只在阳光明媚的日子里出来。我的力气很小,只够摇摇枝头那些绿绿的树 Imagination is the child’s nature, but also to give a happy heart; it becomes an article after resorting to words, as this is called “the memory of the wind.” Wind is a natural thing, how memories ah, it can also slowly grow up, a sense of happiness, but also pull the white clouds when cotton candy to eat, there are sad tears, everything is full of spirituality, which is given by the small author its. This is called the child’s imagination, this beautiful human imagination imagination, placed their children’s good ideals, so like a beautiful fairy tale. I am a gust of wind, come to no shadow, gone without a trace. When I was first born, I was a little wind and came out on a sunny day. My strength is very small, just enough to shake the branches of those green trees