那树 ，那一年是那个样，这一年依旧是那个样：那一年，我靠在那树下 ，画着心愿，这一年，我站在那树下，只是静静的看着 ，它不往以前了，多了几条纹，落了几片叶 ，那树上的鸟儿不见了，那树下的少年，比那一年多了那么一丝的成稳 ，多了那么一丝的孤单。 时间变得好快，我抓不到也触不着，伸了伸手 ，昨天就好像在指边，抓了抓手，搅乱了那一缕卑微的尘埃 。我喜欢月亮和星星 ，因为不管时间怎么的变，它们还是一如既往的不分离，抬抬头，依然的闪亮。我始终不能喜欢上花儿 ，花儿虽美，但开过了，待下一次就不会是那一次的花了 ，我喜欢长长久久，或许会有些天真，可我自己希望可以那么一直的天真下去。 我喜欢对着星星许愿 ，我喜欢我自己的不苟言笑，时光过了，我怕自己回不到当初的模样 ，朋友们说我，是一个单纯的孩子，想的太幼稚 ，永远不知道长大，我说自己，是被孤单宠坏了的孩子，不喜欢说话 ，讨厌不爱自己的人 。 时光告诉了我很多的事情，原来，没有谁可以一直陪着自己走下去 ，没有了他们，自己也要一个人坚强的走下去。我喜欢长长久久，只是在现实里 ，到底是没有这么一个心里想的东西，一切都会尘归与土，什么时候不见的 ，就要什么时候的去放下。
That tree, that year, this year is still that: that year, I rely on the trees, painting, this year, I stand under the tree, just quiet Look, it didn't go, many stripes, fell a few leaves, the birds on the trees were gone, the teenagers under the tree, more than that, more than that, more Then a silky lonely. Time becomes so fast, I can't catch it, stretched out, yesterday as pointing, grabbing the hand, stirring the horizontal dust. I like the moon and the stars, because regardless of the time, they still don't separate, look up, still shining. I can't like it, the flowers are beautiful, but I have opened it. I will not be the flower. I like to have long been long, maybe there will be some innocent, but I hope that I can have been Naive. I like to wish to wish against the stars, I like my own unsmiling, when I passed, I was afraid that I didn't get back the original appearance, my friends said that I was a simple child, I thought it was too naive, never knew it. I said that I am a child who is lonely, I don't like to talk, I don't love myself. Time tells me a lot of things. It turns out that no one can stay with yourself, there is no one, I have to go up. I like to have been long for a long time, just in the reality, I don't have such a thoughtful thing, everything will be dusty and soil, when I don't see it, when I will go down.
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