Recent life has been an almost calm. Worried about the future of learning, afraid to hurt me and care, their anxious mood began to old. I want to become a little boy, but I was about to cross the threshold of eighteen years of maturity and responsibility. A sunny winter day, a person lying on the hillside, looking at a long time no see the blue sky, light to the blue, more clear, more let a person feel quiet. There are mountains of water to escape. Today, I decided not to restrain his nostalgia, Xiao Xiao sprinkles sadness, tongtongkuaikuai silence, not to ignore the present life, the pursuit of the passing of time. The wind in winter, a cold refreshing, with orange warm sunshine in the body, gently melancholy, quietly rotating draw heart memory. Through the dry twigs to see the beautiful blue and white, see the winter birds still fly. This film once and friends shared youth, now can only forget now to pursue the happiness of the past. One friend left, can't let go. We are all in memory of him, tears surging, strong heart smile or, his left, only to further our hearts the more deep, he left the time, but also in our hearts more vague.
    最近的生活過得是一種幾乎平靜的迷茫。擔心未來的學習，害怕傷害關心我的人，焦躁自己的心情開始蒼老。我想變成一個長不大的孩子，可我卻快要跨過象征成熟和責任的十八歲門檻。一個陽光燦爛的冬日，一個人躺在山坡上，看好久不見的藍天，清淡地泛著憂郁，更清澈，更讓人感覺寧靜。有山有水的愜意逃避。今天，我決定不再克制自己的懷舊情緒，蕭蕭灑灑地傷感，痛痛快快地沉寂，暫時不去理睬現(xiàn)在的生活，追求逝去的時光。冬天的風有一絲干冷的清爽，夾雜著橘黃溫暖的陽光，在身上輕輕憂郁，悄然旋轉劃出心動的記憶。透過干枯的樹枝看依然美麗的藍白相間，看冬鳥依然飛翔。這片曾經(jīng)和朋友共享的青春，如今只能遺忘現(xiàn)在才能追求到過去的快樂了。一個朋友離開，無法釋懷。我們都在紀念他，淚水的涌動也好，強心的微笑也好，他的離開，只會再我們心中越積越深，他留下的時光，也會在我們心中越發(fā)模糊的深刻。