Flowing in the stream of life, I sometimes feel like crying and my tears trinkled down my cheeks，down my neck,sopped my collar.A pearl of tear cling to my rosy cheeks which are so transparent that it catching the sunlight and glistening respenlend sunshine,like the golden cross painted by color from the sun.
Flowing in the stream of life like flowing in the limpid pond,surrounded by luxriant trees and shubbery with its shadow reflected in the mirror-like water.The clouds studded on the surface like blanched and magnifled stars.In my mind's eyes, I am roaming on it like roaming on the tissue-thin ice, stepping on blanced “stars ” is like stepping on soft velvety carpet.The sky collapsed like a gauzy silky canopy enveloped my whole body,wind approaching to be my company，snow managed a magnificent landing on this dream-like circumstance like grafitt.I jumped; I swirled; I laughtered. The velvety lights warm my body but my feet is cold due to ice-surface.I danced until my feet red as burning coal.The cheeks reveal its splendid rosy color just like a rosy dream.
My eyes so sharp that it can see through evening:with the wind ascending,the smoke descenting，the leaves murmuring an unknown song ，the ravine tinkling，the hummingbirds chirpping ，the fireworms thunderous silencing, the spiders darning its broken web，the squirels are nipping its stored treasure，the ants are rebuilding its Mount Everest,the daffoidils staggered its drunken steps home，holding its unfinished wine with its aroma wafing through the unbeaten tracks like invisible ribbions，the vales and valleys，the endless verdent prairie.
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