那时,我们都有白白的牙齿,我们都可以把嘴咧得很夸张,我们都不在乎彼此是什么样子,推着,跑着,笑着……没有灯,背影怎可上路/没有云。天空都不觉得高……我}自在平地跌倒/我怕风没有风筝……风筝与风,是宿命的牵连,还是相互的依靠?总记得小时候,天空很蓝,一群小伙伴们总爱到那个大草坪上玩耍。那儿有一起种的小树,有过去捕鸟的草笼,有从池塘里打捞出来的鹅卵石和小贝壳,还有我一生都难忘的银铃般的笑声和最美好的 At that time, we all had white teeth, and we could all grin their mouths exaggerated. We did not care what each other looked like. We pushed, ran, and laughed. The sky does not feel high ...... I} fell flat ground / I am afraid there is no kite wind ... Kite and the wind, is a fate implicated, or rely on each other? Always remember a child, the sky is blue, a group of small partners who always love that Play on the big lawn. There was a small tree there, a pasture catching a cage, a cobblestone and small shellfish salvaged from a pond, and my most memorable silver bell-like laughter and the most beautiful