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寒冬凛冽,万物缩着不愿探头,皑皑的白雪旁若无人地依附枝头,家乡不多的松树也显得无精打采。雪地上杳无人迹,突然有奔跑的冲动,想奔向那温暖的家。美丽的白雪、寒冷的空气……好久未曾这样旁若无人地奔跑,不在意身边是否有人侧目,不在意熟人是否突然涌出。做自己想做的事,一直是暗藏于心的梦想;
Cold winter, all things do not want to shrink probe, no one else to rely on the snow-covered branches, hometown of pine trees seem listless. No trace of snow on the road, suddenly have the urge to run, want to run toward that warm home. Beautiful white snow, cold air ... long time no one else to run, do not care if someone around you, do not mind if the acquaintances suddenly gushed. Doing what you want to do has always been a hidden dream;