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这浓雾中的溪水,充满了沉郁、无聊、沉闷,全世界也似乎与它毫无干涉,只有我享受了这静默中沉淀勇气的美。这条小溪,不停地流着、流着……日复一日,年复一年。见证了我从婴啼到成长为青少年的历程。他的愿望是奔向大海,去找寻自己的家乡。于是,不敢停歇。停了,便再也无法到达自己的梦想,他奔跑着,欢快地奔跑着,时而从山涧缓缓泼散,时而流向黑沉沉的山洞,没有疲惫,只是飞快地奔跑着。大石头挡住了去路,不怕!溪水用冲力把它撞翻;前方没有路了,不怕!溪水会创造一
The stream in this dense fog full of gloom, boring, boring, the whole world seems to have no interference with it, and only I enjoy the beauty of this silent precipitation of courage. This stream, kept flowing, flowing ...... Day after day, year after year. I witnessed my baby to grow into a teenager’s journey. His desire is to run to the sea, to find their own hometown. So, can not stop. When he stopped, he could no longer reach his dream. He was running and running happily, sometimes pouring slowly from the mountain stream into the black cave, without fatigue, just running fast. Big stone block the way, not afraid! Creek hit it with momentum; there is no way ahead, not afraid! Stream will create a