有一首小诗是这样写的:“蒲公英,老了,子女问/留下什么遗产/母亲默默地/在每个孩子头上戴上了一把远飞的伞。”我被蒲公英妈妈感动了,她唤醒了我心灵深处那沉睡已久的渴望——飞! There is a small poem written like this: “Dandelions are old, and the children ask/leave a legacy/mother silently/wear a far-flying umbrella on each child’s head.” I was touched by the dandelion mother. She awakened my long-awaited longing in the depths of my heart - fly!