在岁月的枝头遥望,听过客匆匆,看花开花谢。在时间的海洋里,我漂泊了十多年,未经沧桑的洗礼,却在四处碰壁后,才怀疑那些善意的谎言。透过岁月的肩头,看红尘若隐若现,在风起瞬间,四处飘扬。在这壮丽的青春时代,我站在高山之巅,接受生命的挑战。曾一度向往“一马平川”,当现实生活将梦蹂躏殆尽 Looking at the branches of the years, I heard the guests hurry and look at the flowers. In the ocean of time, I drifted for more than a decade, and I doubted those good-faith lies without having been baptized with vicissitudes of life. Through the shoulders of the years, we can see that the red dust is looming and fluttering around in the wind. In this magnificent youth, I stood on top of the mountain and accepted the challenge of life. Once once yearned for “a flat Sichuan”, when the real life will be dreaming