我向往春天,向往长大。喜欢收藏,收藏哥哥、收藏姐姐们的笑,收藏叔叔、阿姨们的快乐身影,收藏朋友们那清凉的眸子里透着的清丽笑意……不久前,我收藏了自己的一个淡绿色的梦。那是一个阳光明媚的下午,我们一同坐在教室里,听着老师滔滔不绝地谈着莫扎特与贝多芬。而你,却只顾玩着一本精致的硬皮小本子。淡绿色的封面,淡绿色的纸张,都是清清淡淡的绿色,好像春天的新芽一般清爽。 I aspire to spring, aspire to grow up. Favorite collection, collection brother, collection of sisters laugh, collecting uncles, aunt’s happy figure, collection of friends that cool eyes revealing the Qingli smile ... ... Not long ago, I collected my own a pale green dream . It was a sunny afternoon, we sat together in the classroom, listen to the teacher talking endlessly Mozart and Beethoven. And you, just play with an exquisite little hardcore book. Light green cover, light green paper, are a touch of light green, like spring sprouts generally fresh.