如果有一天我也像鲁滨逊一样,来到一片孤岛,我能做得像他一样好吗?我思考了一个晚上,在梦中,我知道了,答案是否定的。睁开眼,眼前不是白色的天花板,而是蔚蓝的天空;环顾四周,身边不是明亮的落地窗,而是茂密的树丛和湛蓝的大海;呼喊父母,出现的不是父母,而是好奇的小松鼠。刹那间,我心中已然有数:我来到了荒岛,即将开始和鲁滨逊一样的荒岛生活。人是铁,饭是钢。吃惯了现成饭的我一 If one day I was like Robinson, came to an island, I can do as good as he? I pondered one night, in a dream, I know, the answer is no. Open your eyes, the front is not white ceiling, but the blue sky; looked around, surrounded by not the bright windows, but dense trees and the blue sea; shouting parents, not parents appear, but a curious little squirrel. Suddenly, my heart already known: I came to the desert island, about to start and Robinson on the same desert island life. People are iron rice is steel. I used to eat ready meals