今年却没有了伤感,有的只是无端的恐惧和无边的焦虑又到了春夏两季——学校的农忙季节。不禁想起“铁打的营盘流水的兵”,想起“去的去,来的来,小城故事永不改”。更亲近的是那首难忘的校园民谣《又是一年樱花开》。明年的樱花照样会开得绚烂,可是明年的今日你会在何方?总能生出怎么也脱不掉的伤感,年年如此。 This year, there was no sadness, but some unwarranted fear and boundless anxiety reached the spring and summer seasons - the school busy season. Can not help but think of “iron barracks running soldiers”, think of “go to, come, small town story never change.” More close is the unforgettable campus ballad “another year cherry blossom.” The cherry blossoms next year will still be splendid, but where will you be next year? How can you always give birth to the sadness that can not be shed by everybody?