深夜,独坐窗前,深蓝的天幕中悬挂着一轮皎洁的明月,久久凝望着,思绪随之飘向了远方…… 我们从父母的生命中走出,踏着父母的衰老成长。岁月留下青春的感悟,而子女的承诺则在父母弯腰锄地的佝偻中蕴长。 在求学这条漫长的道路上,我们执着地 Late at night, sitting alone in front of the window, a bright and clear moon hangs from the dark blue sky. As time passes, the thoughts float to the distance. We walk out of our parents’ lives and march on the aging of our parents. The years left behind the feelings of youth, and the children’s promises were long in the curse of their parents. In the long road of study, we are persistent