【写作感言】因为喜欢汉字,所以喜欢写作。我的心中藏着一朵花,我的笔里隐着一片叶。不求字字珠玑,但求不改初心。墨染海棠,解语有香。唯愿我笔写我心。夏,活泼的绿,一望无际的盎然生机。小巧的蒲公英一朵朵点缀着毛毯似的绿地。一座秋千,悠闲地荡在夏风里。三四岁时,最爱在头顶扎个冲天辫,别上花卡子,再配上一条欢快的小红裙子,在阳光慈爱的注视下跑个没完——一会儿捕蜻蜓,一会儿捉蝴蝶,忙得不亦乐乎。末了,抢眼的红色成“大”字形放倒在树荫下的草地上。头枕着臂,手捏着蒲 【Writing】 Because I like Chinese characters, I like to write. There was a flower in my heart, a leaf in my pen. Do not ask the words every word, but do not change the beginning of the heart. Inked stained with begonia. Only my pen and writing my heart. Summer, lively green, endless vitality. Small dandelion dotted with blankets of green space. A swing, leisurely swing in the summer wind. In my thirties and forties, I love to put a pigtail on my head, do not spend on a flower clip, and a cheerful little red dress running endlessly under the sun’s loving gaze - while catching a dragonfly while catching a butterfly while busy Exhilarating. Finally, the eye-catching red into “big” shape down in the shade of the grass. Head pillow arm, hand pinch Po