再次翻开那个日记本,十八岁少女的小心思跃然纸上,好想告诉那时的自己要开心一点,并且相信终会找到一个像影子一般陪伴自己的人。在我未满十八岁的时候,曾经无数次想象过成年之后的自己会是哪般模样——可能长发及腰,喜欢在阳光明媚的天气到处散散步;可能短发齐耳,即使下雨天也在细雨中嬉戏。我从来没有料到十八岁的自己会和以前想象中的大相径庭。有人说过一句话:“我们最后都长成了自己最讨厌的模样。” When I opened the diary again, the eighteen-year-old girl carefully thought about the paper and wanted to tell that she was going to be happy and believed that she would eventually find someone who would like to accompany him. When I was under eighteen years old, I had imagined how I would look after becoming an adult many times - it may be long hair and waist, I like to walk around in the sunny weather; I may be short hair, even if it rains. Also playing in the rain. I never expected that the 18-year-old himself would be very different from what he had imagined before. Someone said a word: “We have all grown up to be their most hated appearance.”