1夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.and yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fallthere with a sign.2世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。o troupe of little...
http://zhidao.baidu.com/question/84654414.html这是我以前回答过的1.The best and most beautiful things in the world can not be seen or even touched,they must be felt with heart^_^ 2.I w...
