一少年时,母亲带他去一个山坡上看云。那是个清晨,清澈的阳光倾泻在草尖的露珠上,每一滴露珠都闪亮着,接纳着这个世界的缓慢与悠远。他随母亲来到一处平坦的草地,母亲指着天边不断幻化的白云,对他说,这些云会满足你的愿望,会变成你昨天想要的那些玩具,只是,你要仔细捕捉它们的痕迹,因为,它只能为一个孩子存在很短的时间,全天下孩子的愿望它都要一一实现呢,你一定要用心,才能找到 When a teenager, his mother took him to a hillside watching the cloud. It was an early morning, the clear sun was pouring on the grassy dew, and every drop of dew shining, accepted the slow and distant world. He came to a flat meadow with his mother and the mother pointed to the ever-changing clouds in the sky and told him that the clouds would satisfy your wishes and would become the ones you wanted yesterday, except that you had to carefully capture them Because it can only exist for a child for a short period of time, the child’s wishes all day it must be achieved one by one, you must be careful to find