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在上海这座繁华而苍凉的城市里,我竭力掩饰心里的哀伤,最后却依然噙着泪水走进一所中学的校园。我一直固执地认为走向校园的路是没有尽头的,很多人为了理想中的象牙塔在死死苦斗。想到金克木的诗句：“儿童的人间：做梦、作诗；少壮的人间：苦斗、沉思；做梦的是诗人,苦斗的是凡人,沉思的是智者。”而我发现自己既不是诗人,也不是凡人,亦不是智者。这让我无所适从。我叫清颜。一个在老师看来很叛逆成绩很可怜的走读的“差生”。至于到底为什么“差”曾是困扰了我一年的问题。每天,我睡眼蒙眬地走进这所不大不小的校园,然后睁开眼欣赏春天花苞嫩叶的新生,夏天郁郁绿
In this bustling and desolated city in Shanghai, I tried to cover up the sadness in my heart. Finally, I walked into the campus of a middle school with tears. I have always insisted that there is no end to the road to campus, and many people are struggling with the ideal ivory tower. Think of Jin Kemu’s verse: “Children’s world: dreaming, poetry; young people: struggling, contemplating; dreaming is a poet, struggling with mortals, meditation is a wise man.” And I found myself not a poet, Not mortal, nor wise. This makes me at a loss. My name is Qing Yan. A “bad student” who reads very poorly in the teacher’s opinion. As for why “bad” was a problem that has troubled me for a year. Every day, I go blindly into this small and medium-sized campus, and then open my eyes to see the new leaves of spring buds, green summer