| 基本描述 | 躺在草地上，我总会闭上眼睛，任由耳边的微风轻抚脸颊。远处的海面，总会携带着太阳的余晖，与眼前的树、草、花、鸟，以轻风为笔，共同讲述属于我，属于我们的故事。Lying on the grass, I always close my eyes, letting the breeze whisper gently across my cheeks. In the distance, the sea carries the afterglow of the sun, painting a story with the trees, grass, flowers, and birds in front of me – a story that belongs to me, to us. |