明天,又是一个明天。想想已经完成的假期作业、整理好的书包,以及明天,心中似乎有一种莫名的轻快,好像大病初愈,精神也抖擞了许多,但这一切又都隐约伴随着一种迷惘的乏力。从上学开始,我就一直在开学与放假之间辗转奔波。在嗅觉器官尚未麻市的时候,便嗅出了开学的“悲”与放假的“喜”。慢慢地,在 Tomorrow is another tomorrow. Think about the holiday homework that has been completed, the schoolbags that have been put together, and tomorrow, there seems to be an inexplicable lightness in the heart. It seems that when the illness recovers and the spirit is shaken a lot, all this is vaguely accompanied by a sense of fatigue. From the beginning of school, I have been tossing between school and vacation. When the olfactory organ has not yet been numbed, it will smell the “sadness” of the school and the “happiness” of the holiday. Slowly, in