趁天空还蓝,趁我手中的飞机还只是纸做的,它飞,我也飞。一个儿童的游戏,没有那么复杂。我想以调皮的方式去高处看看,灰尘暂时没有弥漫到那里,云,星星,太阳和月亮,还有忘乎所以的蓝,几乎是我理解的天空的全部。飞机上升,最多再飞起一个梦。童心,是这次飞行的唯一乘客。所有的大人,童心就是你们都很怀念的最初的心灵。我 While the sky is still blue, while the plane in my hand is just made of paper, it fly, I also fly. A child’s game, not so complicated. I want to look naughty way to the top, the dust did not diffuse there for a while, clouds, stars, the sun and the moon, there are forgotten blue, almost all I understand the sky. The plane is up, and then fly up a dream. Innocence, is the only passenger of this flight. All adults, childlike innocence is that you all miss the first heart. I