翅膀行走在路上,忽遇蝴蝶紧跟着在身旁翻飞。蝴蝶的两片一样大小的花裙裾拍打着,将春的图案一次次相互印染,绚丽斑斓就愈发浓郁。抬眼,苍鹰正好在头顶上游。它在风云里浮动着,沉思着,张开的两张席样的大翅纹丝不动……我走着,一左一右两条腿,一前一后协调迈进,这也是一双对称的翅膀,将我送到期盼的远方。你的皱纹锐利的风一次次扑面而来,留下了印迹。 Wings walk on the road, but suddenly encounter the butterfly flew next to him. Butterflies fluttering in the same size of two flower skirts, the pattern of the spring time and time again printing and dyeing, gorgeous gorgeous even more rich. Look up, goshawk just upstream in the head. It floating in the situation, pondering, open two seats like the big wings motionless ... ... I walked, left and right legs, one after another to coordinate the move, which is also a pair of symmetrical wings, will be I sent to look forward to the distance. Your wrinkled sharp wind blows again and again, leaving a blot.