在这个城市生活了8年，有谁能将这熟识的感觉讲述 ，带着稚嫩来到这里，感受这都市生活，沉浸在压力之中 ，随之成长，随之成熟。 。。如今不知是什么原因，会有这样的想法 ，有点可笑，有点可怕。 。。
那天，不知高傲哪里去了，给吉祥打了个电话 ，为什么会拿起电话，那一刻，连犹豫都那样吝啬。时间真的冲刷了一切 ，对于他，是一种陌生里带着一点熟悉，心跳的火速 ，还有那不能克制颤抖的声音和不能提及的往事，原来，大家都有过同样的心痛 ，谈话还是会语无伦次，是那样的不经意 。曾经的如意，死去的妞妞 ，飞奔着的空气瞬间凝结，没有爱，没有将来，颠覆一切都是那么的自然 ，原来，死去的妞妞想要找到的是那一点亲人的温存，恕不知时间早已经将这一切冲洗干净。就让那无法开启的美好永远尘封 ，别再去触碰，多年以后，让时间冲刷得谁也不记得谁才好。。 。
不了解过去这么久的尘埃往事 ，还是不能在耳边响起，催人泪下的不是伤心痛楚，而是曾经的点点滴滴再次浮现 ，别再尝试着想起，不要再试着提及，彼此过的好就好 ，祝福一直都在，你应该了解，我有一颗炽热的心，即便高傲也没有挡住世俗的勇气 ，我还是原来的我，最初的我。她是善良的。 。。生日那天开始，生日那天结束 ，会不会在未来的某一年生日，还会出现你的身影，简单的祝福 ，纯纯的友谊，这一切都变得那样奢侈。 。。
妈妈常说，老天公平 ，说我现在的快乐都是用来填补曾经的酸涩。还是会偶尔梦见这个人，现在觉得，真的好可怕 ，会不会这个人影响着我的整个人生 。曾经留下的多少美好，此时我是多么的希望这个人从来没有出现过，曾经追逐的甜蜜，通通化为虚无 ，让我的生命，纯洁无暇，即便苍白。。 。
这么多年的都市生活 ，记忆的深处却只有这一个人。。。如今想要离开，就只有这一点酸楚久久不能平息，挑战新的生活 ，冲向下一部阶梯，让新生唤醒我痴痴的心，只为另一个人的出现 。
In this city, I lived in 8 years. Who can I feel this kind of feelings, bringing young and tender arrival, feeling this urban life, immersed in pressure, and growing up. . . Now I don't know why, there will be such an idea, a bit ridiculous, a little terrible. . .
That day, I don't know where proud, I gave a lot of calls, why did I pick up the phone, at that moment, I hesitate. Time is really rushing everything. For him, it is a unfamiliar with a little familiar, the heartbeat, and that can't restrain the trembling voice and the past, it turns out that everyone has the same heartache, conversation or talk The association is not tall, which is not happy. I used to have the wish, the air is going to condense, no love, no future, subverting everything is so natural, the original, the dead Niu Niu wants to find the warmth of the relatives, I don't know how long This has been rinsed. Let the beautiful and dusty, you can't open it, don't touch it again, after many years, let the time nobles don't remember who is good. . .
I don't know how long the dust is in the past. I still can't ring in my ear. It is not sad, but I once again emerged again, don't try to think about it again. Don't try to mention it again, you have a good time, blessing has always been, you should know, I have a hot heart, even proudly doesn't block the courage of the world, I am still the original, my original. She is kind. . . At the beginning of the birthday, the birthday ends, will not appear in a birthday in the future, there will be your figure, simple blessing, pure friendship, all of which have become so luxurious. . .
Mom often said, old days fair, saying that my happiness is used to fill the sour. It still occasionally dreams this person, now I feel that it is really terrible, will not affect my whole life. How beautiful it has been left, how much I hope this person has never appeared, and I have chased sweet, turning into a virtual, let my life, pure and innocent, even pale. . .
The city life of so many years, the depth of memory is only this person. . . Now I want to leave, I only have this sour for a long time, I can't calm down, challenge new life, rushing to the next ladder, letting new students awaken my heart, only the emergence of another person.
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