每个人都有属于自己的梦想,我的梦想是心中的那座桥。这座桥像一弯新月那样,弯弯的,又似七色彩虹那样美。我家住在顺安河对面的钟仓东城村。听我的奶奶说,上世纪70年代,顺安河的水不深,人们可以趟着河水到对岸。当时有一名住在钟仓街道的学生要去河对面的顺安中学读书。一天,雨下得非常大,这名学生趟着河水过河,由于涨水,不小心被湍急的河水冲走了。这是一件多么悲痛的事 Everyone has their own dreams, my dream is that bridge of mind. The bridge is like a crescent moon, curved, resembling a rainbow of colors. My family lives in Zhong An River across the Zhongcang East Village. Listen to my grandmother said that the 70s of last century, the water is not deep Shun River, people can wade river to the other side. At that time, a student living in Zhongkang Street was going to study at Shunan High School across the river. One day, the rain was so great that the student waited across the river and was washed away by the raging river due to the rising water. This is a sad thing