“多想和从前一样,牵你温暖手掌,可是你不在我身旁,托清风捎去安康……”每当唱起这支歌,就会想到那一幕场景:那是一个星期六的傍晚,天阴沉沉的,还不时飘着细雨,几只燕子在马路上无忧无虑地嬉戏着。突然,一辆大货车呼啸而过,我的心一紧,禁不住闭上了眼睛。我知道不幸的事发生了……果然,一只老燕子被撞伤了,只见它奄奄一息地躺在地上,不停地低声呻吟着,扑腾着翅膀,好像在说:“孩子,你一定要坚强地活下去呀!”接着仰天长鸣了一声,随即脑袋就耷拉了下来。小燕子似乎听到了妈妈的呼唤,以迅雷 “Think and as before, hold you warm hands, but you are not with me, carefree take care of well-being ... ...” Whenever singing this song, you will think of that scene: it was a Saturday evening Overcast day, but also drifting drizzle, a few swallows in the street carefree play. Suddenly, a large truck roared past my heart, could not help but shut my eyes. I know the unfortunate thing happened ... ... Sure enough, an old swallow was hit, I saw it lying on the ground dying, keep moaning quietly, fluttering wings, as if to say: “Children, you Must be strong to survive it! ”And then sobbed loudly, and then head pulled down. Swallow seems to hear the call of my mother to Thunder