成长如一条路。在十二个春秋中,我痴痴地在那条小路上留下了或深或浅的脚印,蓦然回首,走过的路上烟雨濛濛,丝丝淡雅,缕缕暗香,如一匹轻纱,朦朦胧胧。恍惚间,我看到了自己十二年来的成长历程。我变了,如果这是一个表盘,那我就从六点一下到了十二点,如凉风过耳,寒战都没来得及打,就变过来了,真不知这风是何时吹过来的。小时候,我最爱春夏。因为它们暖和,还有繁荣昌盛之景,百花盛开,百鸟齐鸣,我会穿上漂亮的裙子,在草地上狂奔,在阳光下嬉戏。 Growing up like a road. In the twelve spring and autumn days, I left a deep or shallow footprint in that path, and when I look back, the path I walked through was rainy, rainy, and elegant, like a veil. Hey. In the meantime, I saw my own 12 years of growth. I changed. If this is a dial, then I will go from six o’clock to twelve o’clock. If the breeze blows and the chills haven’t had time to fight, it will change. I really don’t know when the wind was blowing. . When I was young, I loved spring and summer. Because they are warm, there are also prosperity scenes, flowers are blooming, birds are singing, I will wear a beautiful skirt, running on the grass, playing in the sun.