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青春沉默不语,我们微笑着湿了眼睛,终于懂得,青春是时光给予我们最美的礼物,走过青春我们才勇敢地长大,才见到自己最美好的样子。年少时我不是漂亮的女孩子,有些婴儿肥的脸,一双不太爱笑不太爱说话的眼睛。成绩同样不算太出众,清晰记得背不出语文课文的时候被老师罚站。校园里很安静,自己一个人难过地数落在地上的阳光格子,但不经意回头撞见教室里喜欢的男孩子隔着窗户对我微笑。很久以后无数次回忆起来,那束目光,越过川流的人海,
Youth silent, we smiled and wet eyes, and finally understand that youth is the most beautiful time to give us a gift, through youth we only bravely grew up to see their best look. When I was young, I was not a pretty girl, some baby fat face, a pair of eyes that I did not quite love to laugh and not to talk to. The same score is not too outstanding, clearly remember when the text can not be back when the teacher is stationed. The campus is quiet, sad to fall asleep on the ground alone, but inadvertently bump into the classroom like the boy smiled at me across the window. Numerous memories after a long time, that beam of vision, across the stream of people,