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有人说,少年像云,无拘无束,自由自在。我认为,少年像云,半是明媚,半是忧伤。不久之前的一个早晨到了学校,手上不小心蹭到了灰,便就近到一楼的洗手间洗手。一进去,齐刷刷的目光射过来,带着无限的惊恐。见我只是洗手才松了一口气,继续同手中的作业奋斗着——多么熟悉而又陌生的场景!当初我读初中的时候,也时常遇到刚读初中还未适应中学节奏的孩子中总会有一批人早上躲进厕所半抄半补着作业。记得当时出厕所时,眉眼盈盈,只觉得这场景特别好笑;现在想来,忧伤却溢出了心房——不知是为他们,还是为自己,抑或为那匆匆流逝的时光。青春的心绪就像一团猫咪玩过的线团,越整理越纠缠。当光阴牵着岁月的衣角走过,一切留在心中的记忆似乎都浸透着一种感伤的意味。
Some people say that juveniles like clouds, free, free and easy. I think teenagers are like clouds, half are bright, half are sad. Shortly before one morning to the school, hands carelessly ash, they went to the toilet on the ground floor to wash their hands. As soon as you get in, the brushed eyesight shoots over with infinite fright. See I was only relieved to wash my hand to continue my homework - how familiar and unfamiliar scenes! When I was in junior high school, I often encountered junior high school students have not yet adapted to the middle school There will be a group of people hide in the toilet in the morning half-copy half-fill homework. I remember when out of the toilet, his facial features, only think this scene is particularly funny; now think of it, but overflowing overflowing atrium - I do not know for them, or for themselves, or for the rush of time. Youth's mood is like a group of cats played the clew, the more organized the more entangled. When time passes by, the memory of everything in mind seems to be permeated with a sentimental feeling.