四季短笛 精彩片段：
《AUTUMN》
A hand holding sunshine,softly falls on my shoulder.As the autumn wind comes,I become a little boat sailing with ten thousand golden leaves,and going to find another spring...
(Moon)
Window九*九*藏*书*网 in the sky is a round.When aunty in moon forgot to draw the curtain down,the conglobate casement was overflowing a golden light.
My mom also forgot to draw curtain tonight.Is that the children on the cloud will take the window of my home as a square moon?
(Mist)
Last night,a cold-sensitive cloud hid itself in the warm quilt of the earth...shh,calm down.Cant you see?The sun is carrying it in his arm and moving to the blue bed quietly.
(Grassplot)
The west wind is a painter.He brought the paint of sun during the morning and dyed the woods for animals during the evening.
His brush,big and soft,is the grassplot in front of my home.Look!On the each grass-blades tine there is a yellow hue shining.
(Old tree)
As I climb,the clouds in air become big and my brother lying on meadow become small;only the trunk of old tree is just the same strong and curving.And I just seem like it,when Im bowing and holding my head up to watch the sky.
As I stay,the white clouds is gone with wind and my brother is asleep in green grass;only the leaves of old tree is still weaving gently under the sun.And I just feel like them,when Im waiting to go back onto the ground.
(Grape)
the honey hearts are the mellow grapes;sparkling under sunshine,and with the crimson clouds,the fragrant breeze,the dancing leaves and the song of wild geese,they are brewing some perfect dreams...