岁月无痕匆匆过,挥手自兹送春秋。人生正是如此。来不及再留恋一回童年的纯真,来不及再演绎一次少年的诗意,悄然间,人生的另一辆班车已向我们驶近。仅仅是长大了一岁,成为了初一同学眼中的大哥哥大姐姐,心里却莫名地生出模模糊糊的沧桑感来。回首往昔,放眼未来,刹那间,什么是责任,什么是前程,都已不再是悬而未解的问题,所有的答案都紧紧握在自己手中, The years passed without a trace, waving from spring to autumn. This is exactly what life is like. It’s too late to return to the innocence of childhood, and it is too late to decipher the poetry of a young boy. Quietly, another shuttle bus in life has approached us. Just grow up a year old and became the big brother and sister of the junior high school students. In my heart, I was born with vague vicissitudes. Looking back on the past and looking to the future, in a flash, what is responsibility and what is the future is no longer an unsolved problem. All answers are firmly held in their hands.