这是一个阳光灿烂的午后,天空如此湛蓝,令人感受到生命的美妙。漫步在一条没有尽头的小路上,静静地,不出声。倚靠在古运河畔的护栏,听老师讲述着运河的历史。风痒痒的,人有些昏昏欲睡。猛然,有人唤醒了我。投下一个漂流瓶吧!她如是说着,投下了一个塑料瓶。写什么呢?犹豫着,忽地灵光一闪:6月6日,天气晴,正吹着古运河的风,随风奔跑 This is a sunny afternoon, the sky is so blue, people feel the wonderful life. Walk in an endless road, quietly, without a sound. Leaning on the guardrail of the ancient canal, listen to the teacher about the history of the canal. Itchy, some people drowsy. Suddenly someone woke me up. Drop a drift bottle! As she said, I dropped a plastic bottle. What to write? Hesitated, suddenly flash: on June 6, the weather is clear, is blowing the wind of the ancient canal, running with the wind