依稀记得那片山,峻峭绵延;依稀记得那片水,清澈甘冽;依稀记得那群人,善良纯洁。——题记流年似水,静静地,悄悄地流过了,我们乘坐着扁舟,在水上飘过,想驻足回首,只有雾霭茫茫遮眼;想泊舟追寻,只剩下无力后的唏嘘。夕阳作别了晚霞,昏鸦阵阵的鸣叫叫出了黄昏的寂寥。一条泛着彩霞 Dimly remember that piece of mountain, Junjimianjian; vaguely remember that piece of water, clear Ganzi; vaguely remember that group of people, kind and pure. - Inscriptions flow like water, quietly, quietly flowing through, we are riding a boat, drifting over the water, would like to stop and look back, only the fog cover their eyes; want to boat search, leaving only the weak after the embarrassment. The setting sun did not give a glimmer of sunset, and the crow’s roar called out the loneliness of the evening. A glowing pink cloud