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我不是从小喜欢写作的那种人,也没有这方面的天赋。我只不过是一个在九月份踏进校园的人。因此,总认为秋天是我离开家的季节。尽管小学在本村,中学在县城,离家其实不远,但是九月无法改变地成为我在异乡思念故土和亲人的时间。每年的九月,故乡满怀收获的喜悦,我在自己的远方能听见村人们长长舒气的声音。那年九月,我刚进大学校门。一名学长很认真地对我说:通过我的观察,你现在的样子很土,但过不了多久,肯定会变成一个时尚而超前的人。
I do not like to write the kind of childhood, there is no talent in this area. I’m just a guy who steps into campus in September. Therefore, I always think that autumn is the season when I left home. Although elementary schools are not far from their hometown in this village and secondary school in the county seat, in September they can not be changed to be the time when I miss my homeland and my relatives in a foreign country. Every September, my hometown is full of joy of harvest, and I can hear the voices of the villagers in their own distance. That year in September, I just entered the university gate. A seniors very seriously said to me: through my observation, you are very earthy now, but it will not be long before it will surely become a fashionable and advanced person.