夜幕下的灯光忽明忽暗 ，到处都是一片阑珊，茫然四顾难觅天空的星星闪现，望着前方却是漆黑一片。迈动脚步难知是前是后，转动身子也不知是否在前头 ，步伐紧紧相扣，把道路寻搜，可路在哪里？满野的的残光点点滴滴 ，象是萤火虫在喘息，漫漫的黑夜铺泻了千万里，何处才有步行的土地 ，哪里才会有发芽的根基？长长的夜幕挡住了去路，回头凝望也断了归途，伸手抓住身旁的大树 ，摇动着询问前方的路！
深山老林满是荆棘，身在其中寻找生机，放眼望去满是大山和泥地 ，就象坐落在一个盆地 。一步一坎特别地艰难，双手挥舞着镰刀砍掉盘脚的蔓，抬头又见沟沟坎坎。完全没有路，哪里又能找到途 ，奋尽全力前方仍有石头阻，洒尽了全身的汗水也没有走出大山的半步。回眸身后，双脚仍就踏在河沟 ，汗水滴落地无止无休，可路在何方？心中仍未看到希望！嘶声呐喊问遍草地和林树：淌过荆棘前方有湖，顺湖开辟行走的路！
广袤的平原一望无际 ，太阳的光芒一泻万里，条条的道路纵横相依，十字路口全是迷。站在原点望着前方 ，抬动脚步全身迷惘，敢问路在何方？脚步应往哪个方向？车来车往的鸣迪，宽敞明亮的土地 ，还有一往无际的新奇，却不知脚步该往哪里起？问寻南来北往的客：面容一个个露出难色；问遍左邻右舍：看着前方的一个个车辙，茫然的心胸更加忐忑？！
敢问路在何方？无人说出方向！敢问路在何方？劳动和汗水铺就前方！敢问路在何方？走出脚辙就是行向！前方永远是个迷，踏千山走万里只要真诚的心始终如一 ，就会揭开这个迷底 。前方的路就在脚下，而回头的路却己是山涯，不要再问路在何方的话 ，千人会有千个回答。摸着心按着希望的方向开辟前方的路，昂着头不再回眸己成过去的途，无论是夜幕下的路 ，还是布满荆棘的途，亦或是一泻千里的坦途，前方光明的亮点就是路的方向！
The light under the night suddenly declined, everywhere, the stars of the sky, the stars of the sky, looking at the front of the dark. Movie footsteps is not known to be before, turn the body, I don't know if it is in front, the pace is tightly smashed, and the road is searching. Where is the road? Dedicated to the slander, like a firefly, the long aftest of the night, there is a walk in the land, where will there be sprouted roots? The long night blocked the road, returning to the end, I also broke back, reached out, grabbed the big tree beside it, shaking the road in front!
Shen Mountain Lao Lin is full of thorns, looking for a vitality in it, looks at the mountains and mud, just like situated in a basin. One step, a ridge is particularly difficult, and the hands and sickles are swaying, and they look up and see the trench tunkan. There is no road at all, where can I find the way, I still have a stone resistance in front of the whole force, and the sweat of the whole body has not yet out of the mountain. After looking back, the feet will still step on the river ditch, the sweat drops are not there, where is the way? I still haven't seen hope in my heart! The snoring shouts all the grass and forest trees: I have a lake in front of the thorns, and the road to the road will open!
Guangyu's plains, there is no endless, the sun's ray is diarban, the roads of the strips are vertical and horizontally, the crossroads are all fascinating. Standing in front of the origin, lifting the footsteps, what is the way? Which direction is the foot? The car came to the Nadi, the spacious and bright land, and there is an endless novelty, but I don't know where the foot is going. Ask for southern guests to come to the north: face one by one to show back; ask the left neighbors: watching a car in front of the front, the heart of the heart is more !What is the way to ask? No one says the direction! where is the road? Labor and sweat shop! where is the road? It is the line out of the foot! The front is always a fan, and the mountains will go to the mountains. As long as the sincere heart is always one, they will uncover this fool. The road in front is at the foot, and the road returning is the mountain. Don't ask if the road is asking, there will be a thousand answers. Follow the road in front of the hope of the heart, the head is no longer returning to the way, whether it is the road under the night, or the journey of full of thorns, or the tanks of thousands of miles, the front of the bright spot It is the direction of the road!
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