假如我变成了一朵金色花,为了好玩儿,长在树的高枝上,笑嘻嘻地在空中摇摆,又在新叶上跳舞。妈妈,你会认出我吗?你要是叫道:“孩子,你在哪里呀?”我暗暗地在那里匿笑,却一声儿不响。我要悄悄地开放花瓣儿,看着你工作。当你沐浴后,湿发披在两肩,穿过金色花的林荫,走到做祷告的小庭院时,你会嗅到这花香,却不知道这香气是从我身上来的。当你吃过午饭,坐在窗前读 If I turned into a golden flower, for fun, grow in tall branches of trees, grinning in the air swing, dancing again in the new leaf. Mom, would you recognize me? If you shouted: “” Child, where are you? "I secretly laughed there, but did not ring. I want to quietly open the petals children, watching you work. When you bathe, wet your wet shoulders and walk through the shade of golden flowers to the little courtyard where you pray, you smell the flowers without knowing that the aroma came from me. When you have had lunch, sit at the window and read