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花开的时候,我已成熟,无知的年少将离我而去,幼稚的幻想将随风而逝,幢憬的末来将指引我前进,因为那时,我会复活。——题记晃晃悠悠,就这样度过了十六个春秋,潮起潮落,迷失了自己,丢掉了未来。本不该忧伤的,但脆弱的心灵架不住风吹雨打,始终布满尘埃。“树上的叶子哪儿去了?”裹着大堆衣服的今天,我会冒出这么一个问题。或许很留恋春天,留恋它的花香四溢,留恋它的树木茂盛,留恋我们已逝去的爱……虽然冬天来得很迟,可它仍旧来了,没有飘雪,没有流泪,只是带着狂风,带走生机——昭示它的存在。
When the flowers bloom, I am mature. The ignorant youth will leave me. The naive illusions will pass away with the wind. The end of the building will guide me forward, because at that time, I will rise again. - The inscription was swaying, and it took sixteen spring and autumn days. The tide began to rise and fall, lost itself and lost the future. This should not be sad, but the fragile spirit cannot stand up to the wind and rain, and it is always dusty. “Where is the tree’s leaves?” I would have such a problem today with a large pile of clothes. Maybe it’s springing for spring, and it’s overflowing with flowers, and it’s lush with trees, and it’s nostalgic for the love we’ve lost... Even though it’s late in winter, it’s still coming, no snow, no tears, just a wind, Take away the vitality - it shows its existence.