致:青涩时光

作者:独孤笑夏人气:2860更新:2021-07-14 08:30:04

时光就像一条河,左岸是无法忘却的回忆 ,右岸是值得把握的人生年华 ,中间飞快流逝的是隐隐的伤感,挡不住岁月削蚀的痕迹 。
  ——题记
  1
  说好了的,在十月 ,我们去远方,共泊命运之舟 。
  2
  我从山里走来,带着四片绿叶 ,上面正闹着春天……
  我从海边回来,捡回了贝壳,一枚枚蓄满真诚 ,写满蓝的海面。
  3
  青鸟向我展示妩媚,我不胆怯,但还是理智地遍插黑色的栅栏 ,不让它展翅飞逃。
  4
  我们想在三月去爬山,我们想在七月去赶海,总是遗憾 。或许 ,在没有语言的远方 ,会有更加默契的等待。
  5
  有人说,女孩是一扇温馨的窗口,男孩是一支凝重的抒情曲。当蒲公英飞遍山坡的时候 ,我们没有相约,却写了一个共同的故事 。
  6
  嫩嫩的小手,却可以把握命运的大手。真想 ,那小舟不要搁浅,不再随意漂泊。
  7
  你已经走远,却比相对时的呼吸更加紧迫 、更加短暂 。你含蓄的话题 ,足够我拥有一个世界的回眸。
  8
  如果已经朦胧地意识到周围世界并非完美如丰满的朝阳,如果已经清晰地感受到足下的大地正在融化着晶莹的纯洁,如果已经模糊地体会到人生也有无法抗拒的春夏秋冬 ,如果已经敏锐地觉察到明天总是在周而复始的阴晴圆缺,那么,我们正在走向成熟。
  同时 ,内心深处 ,还有一片永不荒芜的绿洲 。
  9
  能够炫耀的,仅仅是我们的年龄?
  值得骄傲的,不过是如许的梦幻?
  干么叹息?干么叹息着将星星样 、灿灿的、长长的眼光流向远山。
  10
  走不完的路 ,写不尽的诗篇,时光,总是短暂 ,只有单纯的盼望,依旧安定、缓慢的成长,画尽岁月漂流过后的颜色 ,谱写那首还没有唱出来的歌。
  走出了青涩的岁月,却走不出梦的边缘 。

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英译版本:

Time is like a river, the left bank is unforgettable, the right bank is the life of life, the middle of the middle is fast, the faint sadness, can't stop the traces of the years.
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1
Say it, in October, we went to the distance and play the boat of fate.
2
I came from the mountain, with four greenery, the top is in the spring ...
I came back from the sea, I went back to the shell, a piece of full, blue Sea.
3
Bluebird showed me a charm, I was not timid, but it was rationally inserted all over the black fence, and didn't let it fly.
4
We want to climb the mountain in March, we want to go to the sea in July, always regret. Perhaps, there will be a more tacit in the distance that there is no language.
5
Some people say that the girl is a warm window, the boy is a dignified lyrics. When the dandelion flew over the hillside, we did not meet, but he wrote a common story.
6
The tender little hand can grasp the big hand of fate. I really want to, the boat should not be stranded, no longer wandering.
7
You have been far away, but it is more urgent than relative breath. Your implicit topic, enough I have a look of a world.
8
If you have already realized that the surrounding the world is not perfect as a full rising sun, if you have clearly felt that the big land is melting crystal, if you have blurred, you have already blurred the life that is unable to resist. Summer and autumn, if you have been keenly, you will always start in the week, and we are going to mature.
At the same time, in the depths of the heart, there is also an oasis that is never unsurmped.
9
Can you show off, just our age?
It is worth proud, but is like a dream?
Do you sigh? Sigh, flow to the distant mountains, long eyes.
10
The road, the endless poems, the time, always short, only simple hope, still stability, slow growth, painting the color after the years, the color is not Singing songs.
I walked out of the young years, but I can't get the edge of my dream.
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