有些记忆,像一阵风,吹过无痕;有些记忆,像一朵美丽的花,开花、结果。在我记忆的宝库中,有一朵浪花,有一份真情,那是关于一对小鸟的美好往事。我有一对小玄凤,那是我取得优异成绩时奶奶给我的奖励。当时在花鸟市场我看了又看,选了又选,终于看到了一对非常美丽的小鸟——玄凤。这对小家伙非常可爱,全身雪白雪白的,中间夹杂着几根金黄色 Some memory, like a gust of wind blowing no trace; some memories, like a beautiful flower, flowering, the result. There is a wave in my memory of treasure, a true love which is a good thing about a pair of small birds. I have a pair of little Xuan Feng, that is my grandma gave me a reward when I achieved excellent results. At that time I looked at the flowers and birds market to see, chose another election, and finally saw a pair of very beautiful bird - Xuan Feng. This little guy is very cute, snow white, mixed with a few golden yellow