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一江清流是一个世界，它流淌，它歌唱，它蕴含着世界的秘密。 A clear river is a world, it flows, it sings, it contains the secrets of the world. ———题记 ——- inscription 小时候，妈妈牵着小手带我去田野。田野边是一条小溪。每次我坐在小溪边，妈妈在田野边锄草。“妈，这里有小鱼，我要我要小鱼！”“孩子，乖乖的，小鱼呢就像你一样要在妈妈的怀里才能自由，水就像妈妈，没有了水就没有了妈妈，没有了妈妈，宝宝可以吗？”“嗯，我要妈妈。”孩子撒娇地投向妈妈的怀抱。 When I was a child, my mother took me to the fields with her hands. By the field is a stream. Every time I sit by the stream, my mother weeds by the field. "Mom, there are fish here. I want them!" "Baby, darling, little fish is just like you. It can only be free in your mother's arms. Water is like mother. Without water, there will be no mother. Without mother, can baby?" "Well, I want my mother." The child fell into her mother's arms. 时常宝宝会问妈妈：“小鱼到哪里去了？”“小鱼啊跟着水妈妈到很远很远得地方去。”“噢！”孩子略有疑惑地点点头。 Often the baby will ask his mother, "where is the little fish?" "Little fish, follow mother Shui to a far and far place." "Oh!" The child nodded a little doubtfully. 长大了，每当望见河溪，我都会想起小时候的对话。那是我内心的清泉，是一切美好的源头。一江清流也就永远刻在心中。 | 
