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1我已经忘了很多事情。忘了一些爱,一些恨,一些情,还有一些愁。当然,我也不记得喜欢过的第一朵花儿。我没有办法告诉你,我来到这个人世,遇见的第一朵花儿的好模样。现在,我最喜欢的是睡莲。城北有大湖。湖里有睡莲。一岁一枯荣,春生冬灭,长长消消。抱定叶嫩花初的期待,入春之后,我常去徘徊。不知怎样的缘故,总是隐隐以为,一朵睡莲身上,托付着自己的前世今生。睡莲美丽如谜。端望它时,无论揣着的是怎样一番好坏心境,邃然间,总是生出嫣然百
I have forgotten many things. Forget some love, some hate, some love, some worry. Of course, I do not remember the first flower I liked. I have no other way to tell you, I came to this world, met the first flower of good appearance. Now, my favorite is water lily. North of the Great Lakes. Water lilies in the lake. Year-old dry wing, spring and winter off, long eliminate. Hugging the early tender look of flowers, into the spring, I often go wandering. I do not know what kind of reason, always faint thought, a water lily body, entrusted with his past life. Water lilies beautiful as mystery. When you look forward to it, no matter what kind of good and bad state of mind, there is always sweetness