每年春季,当古老的年轮吟咏着新生的希望,我们追逐生命朝阳的旅程便由此开始。我们都出生在密林丛中的一段微小枝头上,用身后温暖的力量,吐露新芽。那时的我们都很顽强,仅仅是风的吐息就能让我们歪着身子俏皮地舞动。渐渐地,我们长大了。对空气和光的向往一直引领着我们追寻的方向。就这样,我守着这份祈祷裸露在无数枝干的顶端,依偎在暖风轻柔的怀抱。 Every spring, as the old annual rings chant the hope of the newborn, our journey to chase the sunrise of life begins. We were all born in a tiny branch of the jungle, revealing the sprouts with the warmth behind us. At that time we are very tenacious, just the breath of the wind can make us playfully wiggle body dancing. Gradually, we grew up. The longing for air and light has always led us to pursue. In this way, I guard the pray bare at the top of countless branches, nestled in the gentle warm arms.