如丝绸般柔滑的樱花花瓣好奇地乘着风的小舟,看着它们,我的心中填满了无数幻想的泡沫:我驶向何处?会遇到哪些新的朋友?就像这花瓣,童年时的我也是这般稚嫩,心灵的悸动永远乐此不疲。我拉着小伙伴的手奔跑在树丛间,飘逸的裙装将我点缀得像一只刚摘下的水蜜桃,粉嘟嘟的,新鲜的,香甜的。我们一起傻笑着,树梢上的鸟儿惊得飞走了,我们也不停,就像CD机卡壳了,将那爽朗的笑声定格在了树丛间。如铁铸般挺拔的大树无奈地摇着头,慈祥 Silky silky petals of cherry, curiously riding the windy boat, looking at them, my heart filled with countless fantastic bubbles: Where are I heading? What new friends will I meet? Just like the petals, the childhood When I was so immature, heart throbbing never bored. I took my little friend's hand and ran between the trees. The elegant dresses embellished me like a peach, powder, fresh, and sweet that had just been taken off. We giggled together, the birds on the treetops flew in amazement, and we kept on, just like the CD card stuck, the hearty laughter in the bushes. As tall as the cast iron tree reluctantly shook his head, kind