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在长安山漫步,自得的潇洒往往只是开始时的感觉;当足迹不断延伸,当思维的旅程有了一个清晰的弧度,我们便无法像造舞者那样还现实一个冷笑。也许每个长安学子心中仍有潜在的憧憬,然而我们伸手所及却每每是如芦苇般偃伏着的魂灵,平庸单调的生活极其危险地扼杀着个人心中顽强的灵性。似乎我们是走到了一个旧梦的边缘。黄昏无限思量,夜来风不停,这难道就是生活安排给文化人的一个残酷艺术吗?或许我们久已生存在真理的氛围中,只不过有人不知觉,或者无从知
Walking along the Chang’an Mountains, self-satisfied smartness is often just the beginning. When the footprint continues to expand, as the journey of thinking has a clear curve, we can not be as sneer as the dancers did. Maybe every Chang An student still has potential visions in his heart. However, as often as we reach out, the soul is like a reed-like volcano. A mediocre and monotonous life is extremely dangerous in killing the tenacious spirit in the heart of an individual. It seems that we are on the verge of an old dream. Twilight infinite contemplation, non-stop night, it is life arrangements for cultural people a cruel art? Perhaps we have long been living in the atmosphere of truth, but some people do not know, or no knowledge