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八岁那年,我第一次见到了海。蓝色的海水蔓延至天际,构成了神圣的图景,震撼着我的心。我兴奋地在沙滩上跑来跑去,用脚印组成稀奇古怪的图案,把贝壳装进我的“百宝袋”里,堆建沙子城堡……正当我玩得不亦乐乎时,海风吹来了一阵隐约的说笑声,回头一看,不远处有一对新人在拍婚纱照。新娘盘着优雅的发髻,洁白的裙摆随风飘动,她莞尔一笑,在大海的背景中美好如画,而身穿白色礼服的新郎牵着新娘的手,眉眼含笑,温柔地注视着她。孩子的心思很单纯,极具想象力。当时的我,认为所有美好的事物都是童话。我呆呆站在不远处的沙滩上,手里还握着刚刚捡来的鹅卵石,沾在嘴角和手上的沙子也顾不上去擦,只专注地望着这对童话书里走出来的王
At the age of eight, I first met the sea. Blue water spread to the horizon, forming a sacred picture, shook my heart. I am excited to run around on the beach, composed of footprints bizarre patterns, the shell into my “treasure bag ”, heap built sand castle ... just as I was enjoying themselves, Sea breeze blowing a faint laughter, look back, not far from a pair of couples in the wedding photos. Bride with an elegant hair bun, white dress fluttering in the wind, she smiled, picturesque in the background of the sea, while the groom in a white dress holding the bride’s hand, facial features, gently watching she was. The child’s mind is very simple, very imaginative. At that time, I thought that all good things are fairy tales. I stood blankly on the beach not far away, holding the pebble she had just picked up in my hand, and the sand in the corner of my mouth and hands did not attend to rub it. I only watched this fairy tale book and walked out king