青葱岁月,我,以梦为马。——题记“不要问我从哪里来,我的故乡在远方。为什么流浪?流浪远方,流浪!”在我的心灵深处,有一个幻梦,我盼望有一天,背起行囊,像三毛一样,行走于远方。我不会追求奢华,背包里无须什么奇珍异宝,只要几卷好书,或许还有一支小小的竹笛,或许还有一本玲珑的日记,在独行的时候,给予我慰藉,一路倾听我的心路历程。 Green years, I dream of a horse. - Inscription “Do not ask where I come from, my hometown in the distance. Why wandering? Wandering distance, wandering!” In my heart, there is a dream, I look forward to one day, Like hair, walking in the distance. I will not pursue luxury, backpack without any special treasures, as long as a few volumes of good books, and perhaps a small bamboo flute, and perhaps an exquisite diary, in solitude, give me comfort, listen all the way My mind journey.