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春日正午,阳光满窗泻来,一个人静静地任阳光滋润着,想你的心情随着录音机中那略硬而脆的汉语:“小巫婆,我又做梦了”而膨胀开来,且嬗变成潮汐,自眸中弥漫成雾海……分别的日子是个老晴天,在喧闹的站台,我们不顾旅客惊异抑或好笑的观望,抱头痛哭起来。两年同窗,已使我们情同手足。西行列车就要开了,你扒在窗口,满脸是泪,强作欢颜地招手:“再见了,小巫婆,我做梦了,还要找你解梦呢!”我知道,五天后的此时,你就会走在古道西风的火焰山下,那抹古老的西域斜阳里,会有你玉树临风的身影,我们,已隔天涯。
Noon spring, the sun filled the window to a person quietly as the sun moist, think your mood with the recorder in the slightly hard and brittle Chinese: “little witch, I have a dream ” and bloated , And evolved into tides, filled with fog from the sea puppet of the sea ... ... The day is an old sunny, in the noisy platform, we ignore the passenger surprise or funny wait and see, hugged and cried. Two years of classmates, has made us love and brotherhood. West of the train will be opened, you grilled in the window, his face is tears, beckoned for joy: “goodbye, little witch, I dream, but also to find your dream it! ” I know, five days later At this point, you will be walking in the ancient westerly flames of the mountain, wiping the ancient Western sun, there will be Yushu Linfeng figure, we have been separated by horizon.