你脚踏一方土地,撑起四方苍穹。成长路上,你的身影如歌。累了,倦了,仰望你坚实挺拔的身躯。生命中的狂喜与刺痛,都在顷刻,宛如烟火。拖着疲惫的脚步回家,映入眼帘的依旧是那一棵大树,盘虬的躯干似古铜色的皮肤,遒劲的枝叶擎起一片浓荫。而在那浓荫下,有一方小小的石制棋桌,正是在 You step on one side of the land, propped up the sky square. Growing up, your figure is like a song. Tired, tired, looking up to your solid body. Ecstasy and tingling in life, all in a moment, like a fireworks. Tired dragged his feet home, greeted the still is that a tree, plateau trunk like bronze skin, energetic leaves and engines from a thick shade. In that dark shade, there is a small stone chess table, it is