少年时有一个梦想,做个仗剑出游的书生,体验那种“大漠孤烟直,长河落日圆”的苍茫心情。却不曾料到,生命的旅途里会同一个缘定三生的温柔女孩牵手而行,一同走进婚姻的小屋。 每次乘机穿越万米高空,我便从机窗俯瞰蓝天下的大地。那些山峦旁的村庄,河流边的城市,是人间最温暖的家园呵,我的心中涨满温柔的春水。 忘不了去年夏天,我在大街上碰见一个捡垃圾的小男孩,满脸尘灰掩饰不住他的机灵。走过去拍拍他稚嫩的肩膀,问他:“你为什么不回家?”小男 When a teenager has a dream, be a swordsman travel scholar, experience the kind of “desert straight smoke, long river sunset yen,” the vast mood. But did not expect that the journey of life with a gentle girl destined to go hand in hand, walked into the marriage hut. Every time I took the opportunity to cross the 10,000-meter sky, I looked out the window of the sky under the sky. Those villages near the mountains, riverside cities, is the warmest homeland Oh, my heart full of gentle spring water. Last summer, I met a little boy picking up rubbish in the street and could not conceal his cleverness. Walked patted him tender shoulders and asked him: “Why do not you go home?”