忘了是哪一天,我在田野拼命追太阳。那时我已经不知道自己是谁,漫无边际想着以前我最喜欢的红红的太阳。拐了一个弯,突然,我觉得天空特别耀眼,就像是擦亮了的黄玻璃?太阳,就是太阳。那景色过于美丽。这里吹着很好的风,油菜花一望无际。 Forget what day, I desperately chasing the sun in the fields. At that time, I did not know who I was, thinking of the red sun I loved most before. Turning a bend, suddenly, I think the sky is particularly bright, like a polished yellow glass? The sun is the sun. That scenery is too beautiful. Blowing a good wind here, rape flowers endless.