一直以为,时光的褶皱里,庸碌无趣的是千篇一律的平淡。晨起,忘记窗外鸟儿的啼啾声,像只陀螺般一头跌进浩瀚的案头。暮色四合之际,视线从枯燥的工作中抽离,望着街边成行的路灯,所有繁琐都静止,时光此刻具象成一条无垠的荒野,迷失其中,没有风景,没有未来。原来韶华暗度,流年也无光。一瞬间,心事苍莽。光阴漫若洪流,下班经过一所学校,听到一曲旧歌,闻到一树合欢的芬芳。鼻子一酸,几乎落泪。心门开启, Always thought that the folds of time, the boring is stereotyped dull. Early morning, forgetting the chirping of the birds outside the window, like a gyroscopic fall into the vastness of the desk. Twilight quadruple the occasion, the eyes removed from the boring work, looking at the street lights, all the tedious are static, time at the moment like a boundless wilderness, lost, no scenery, no future. Original Shaohua darkness, fleeting no light. Moment, reckless behavior. Time flies, after get off work through a school, I heard an old song, smell the smell of a tree Acacia. Sour nose, almost tears. Heart door open,