The assistant of its that whiteness, like be the same as angelic wing holy. -- preface
它那洁白的羽翼，就同天使的翅膀一样圣洁。——题记
I am only elegant egret, once beautiful Wen Zhou is my warm home. But now, there already no longer beautiful. In the sky fly to those who cross an industrial district every time, car flavour, derv flavour, ironware flavour, plant waste gas or steam is pungent flavour... door of straight strong head, make my dazzle dizzy make me cough.
我是只优雅的白鹭，曾经美丽的温州是我温暖的家。但是现在，那儿已经不再美丽了。每当飞过工业区的上空，汽车味儿、柴油味儿、铁器味儿、工厂废气刺鼻味儿……直冲脑门，令我炫晕令我咳嗽。( 出自 WWw.ZUOwEnBa.net )
Still remember, former Wen Zhou is a beautiful small town. Every arrive summer, the associate that I bring me fishs by the side of the river in clear Qing Dynasty eat. The fish in those days but true fertilizer! Memory rises to still want to eat a little! Oh, the conch in those days but true fat, each has washbasin so big. Once I still see a little girl and a little boy feeling conch to play! Chuckle, chuckle, look at the appearance of their that clumsiness, I gave out a string of ringing laugh. Absentminded, ased if to return that small town again, went that summer...
还记得，从前的温州是个美丽的小城。每到夏日，我便带上我的伙伴在清清的河边捕鱼吃。那时的鱼可真肥呀！回忆起来还有些想吃呢！哦，那时的贝壳可真肥美，一个个都有脸盆那么大。有一次我还看见一个小女孩和一个小男孩儿在摸贝壳玩呢！咯咯，咯咯，看着他们那笨拙的样子，我发出了一串一串清脆的笑。恍惚间，仿佛又回到了那座小城，去到了那个夏天……
"Cough! " wave after one's death a black smoke answered me from the choke in memory reality. I hasten sheer, two associate behind me have not enough time to dodge, drop heavily like two stone was in on the ground. I flew, carry them on the head with the top of head, they cannot have flown. Two my young associate, it is so big that their eye is opened, the eye is so become clear, so clear. But was full of in their eye terrified with confused. Yes, they are too small still, little imagine has how many poison in that black smoke!
“咳咳！”身后飘来一缕黑烟把我从回忆中呛回了现实。我赶忙躲开，我身后的两个伙伴来不及躲闪，像两块石头似的重重地掉在了地上。我飞了过去，用头顶顶他们，他们已经无法飞行了。我的两个小伙伴，他们的眼睛睁得是那么大，眼睛是那么明亮，那么清澈。但是他们的眼中充满了惊恐与迷茫。是的，他们还太小，殊不知那黑烟中有多少毒啊！
We want flying Xiang Wencheng, fly to that to draw near according to hill the little village of water, the birthplace in my dream is over there!
我们要飞向文成，飞向那个依山傍水的小村庄，那里是我梦中的故乡！