光阴荏苒,在岁月的羁旅里,我们每个人的心灵都是一棵栉风沐雨的种子,它容易在“春无雨声,夏无蝉声,秋无虫声,冬无雷声,四季只有马达轰鸣”的都市生活中膨胀了体力,缩水了想象力;在喧嚣的岁月风尘里,风干了清纯的心之嫩芽。在物欲横流的社会里,如何呵护心灵,不让心灵蒙尘?唯有守护心灵 Time flies, in the years of fugitives, each of us is a soul of the wind and rainy seed, it is easy to “spring without rain, no summer sound of cicadas, insects no sound in autumn, no thunder in winter, only four seasons motor Roar ”urban life in the expansion of physical strength, shrinking the imagination; in the bustle of time and years, dried up the pure heart of the bud. In the materialistic society, how to care for the soul, not to make the soul dust? Only the guardian soul