笨鸟和聪明的鸟无论何时起飞都是从坠落开始,而曾经坠落的我如今已经开始向未来展翅飞翔。盛夏阳光正好,缓缓投射在光洁的地板上,那一缕缕光,有些明媚,有些耀眼,仿佛又让我置身在那个用试卷赌明天的夏天。那年8月的夏末,夜晚空气中带着一丝丝凉意,当大多数人 The stupid bird and the clever bird begin their fall whenever they take off, and I, who had fallen, now have begun to fly to the future. Mid-summer sunshine just, slowly projected on the smooth floor, that plume of light, some bright, some dazzling, as if let me exposure to the test paper that summer tomorrow. In the late summer of August of that year, there was a slight coolness in the air at night, when most people