在心灵的路途中放飞,在灵魂的剧场里起舞,在巨人的肩膀上吟诵……当记忆被印刻在生命的道路上,便踏出了一条梦想的捷径。果实啊,你离我有多远呢?花朵啊,我藏在你的心中。——《飞鸟集》我梦想有一双翅膀,可以让我在蓝天的怀抱中飞翔,去解读万物博大;我梦想有一双翅膀,可以让我纵越千年,去品味古人无尽的情怀;我梦想有一双翅膀,可以让我横跨七洲五洋,去领略世界的兴衰。最后,我 Flying in the path of the soul, dancing in the theater of the soul, groaning on the shoulders of giants... When memory is impressed on the road of life, a short cut to the dream is taken. Fruit, how far are you from me? Flowers, I hide in your heart. - “Flying Bird Set” I dream of having a pair of wings, allowing me to fly in the embrace of the blue sky, to interpret everything; I dream of having a pair of wings that will allow me to spend thousands of years to taste the endless feelings of the ancients; I dream to have A pair of wings allows me to cross the seven continents and five oceans to experience the rise and fall of the world. lastly, I