很想看看鸟儿飞 ,那种低低的 ,轻轻的飞 ,尤其在今天这样的天气里 ,微风拂面、晴空万里。我伏在教室的窗户上 ,看了好久 ,想了很多。没有鸟的影子 ,偶尔却有两三张纸片在地上翻滚。是冥冥中的鸟么 ?远山还有绿色 ,嵌在红瓦白墙之中 ,高压线纵横交错。蓦然间 ,思绪飘到儿时——? Would like to see the birds fly, the kind of low, light fly, especially in today’s weather, the breeze was blowing, the skies. I fell on the window in the classroom, looked for a long time, think a lot. No bird’s shadow, and occasionally there are two or three pieces of paper rolling on the ground. Is it some birds? Mountains are still green, embedded in the red tiles white walls, high voltage lines criss-cross. Suddenly, thoughts drift to childhood -?