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日子总在我们不经意中悄悄地变换。童年的时光总是很美,很精彩。常留恋那份不知天高地厚的童真。我们不愿告别,却总在告别,童年的日子转瞬间便成了永久的回忆。青春的心弦在一个微雨的午后莫名其妙地被人轻轻拨动,甜美的乐章里渗进几丝涩涩的酸楚。不知何时已把自己最灿烂的笑容隐藏起来。歌声,再没有以往的那份清纯:少女的心事总是带着点无聊的无可奈何的悲哀。也曾远远地躲开父母及师长探
Days always quietly change in our minds. The time of childhood is always beautiful and wonderful. Often left in love with the innocence of the innocence. We do not want to bid farewell, but we are always saying farewell. The days of our childhood become instant memories. The heartstrings of youth were inexplicably tossed by people on a light rainy afternoon, and the sorrows of sweet music were soaked with sourness. I do not know when I have hidden my brightest smile. Songs, no more than the purity of the past: the girl’s mind is always with a bit of boring helpless sadness. Also far away from parents and teachers