冬日的天空总是阴霾,像一张衰老的脸。偶尔漏下的几缕阳光在接触冰冷的地面后便沦陷了。十五岁的懵懂,十六岁的灿烂,十七岁的雨季,十八岁的成熟……时间苍白,如流水般在我的指间流过。永远也无法忘记临近中考的那段日子,那是让人窒息、压抑的黑暗的时光。我就像坐在地狱里守候? The winter sky is always cloudy, like an aging face. Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight that had been leaking fell into contact with the cold ground and fell into depression. The fifteen-year-old ignorant, sixteen-year-old splendid, seventeen-year-old rainy season, eighteen-year-old mature ... time pale, flowing in my fingers like water. Never forget the days near the entrance exam. It was a dark time that suffocated and depressed. Am I just sitting in hell waiting?