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1998年,他还只是个离我们很遥远的北方男孩,他的进球纪录就是他的标签,电视转播中偶然闪现的高大背影就是他给我们最初的青春冲动,张玉宁是个影子;1999年.他已经是倍受瞩目的国奥射手,他发梢上流淌的汗珠和唇边闪烁的坏笑让我们对另类的渴求突然达到顶点,张玉宁是种迷信的狂热;2000年,失意的阴云卷走了他眉宇间的宁静,他胸前因年少轻狂而受的伤和无畏的眼神交错在每一个感悟的瞬间,张玉宁是我们一生难断的牵挂……张玉宁是谁?为什么他些许的快乐与哀愁能如此斑驳,让我们的生活感染他的颜色,为什么他散漫的歌声那样动人,让我们的生命夹杂他的节奏?当他淬染的蓝色和他敲击的无奈弥漫住整个天空,关于他的呼喊与争执就像滚动在天际的雷电来势汹汹,张玉宁,你是谁?张玉宁是一份忘却的纪念晓梅我不靠他吃饭,不靠他活着,所以他是上天堂还是下地狱、是荣华富贵还是穷困潦倒本应与我无关,在这个竞争如此残酷的社会,更多的时候我相信喜欢张玉宁的人也会有一些心虚——学生要继续他的学业、上班的人要无休无止地工作,他们全然不会因为张玉宁而改变或付出什么。可是,就在我有一丝喘息的时候,就在我们同样面对生活的重压而将要绝望的时候,报上的一则消息让
In 1998, he was just a northern boy far away from us. His scoring record is his label. The tall backlit figure he accidentally flashed on television was his initial youthful impulse. Zhang Yuening was a shadow; in 1999, he Is already a high profile Olympic shooter, his hair flowing on the sweat and the flickering smile on our lips so that the thirst for the alternative suddenly reached its peak, Zhang Yu-ning is a superstitious fanaticism; 2000, the frustration of the dark clouds His tranquility between his brow, his chest due to young and frivolous injuries and fearless eyes staggered in every perception of the moment, Zhang Yu-ning is our life-long worry about ... ... Zhang Yining who is why a little of his happiness and sorrow So mottled, let our life infect his color, why his soothing song so moving, let our life mixed with his rhythm? When he quenched the blue and he percussion helplessly filled the sky, about him Shout and dispute is like rolling menacing lightning in the sky, Zhang Yining, who are you? Zhang Yining is a forgotten memorial Xiaomei I do not rely on him to eat, do not rely on him alive, so he is on heaven or Hell is rich or poor or destitute should have nothing to do with me in this competition so cruel society, more often I believe that people like Zhang Yuening also have some guilty conscience - students to continue his studies, to work people Endless work, they will not change or pay for what Zhang Yu Ning. However, just when I had a glimpse of breathing, just as we were facing the pressure of life and would be desperate, a message in the newspaper