当狂风卷起满天尘沙扑面而来时,我们会本能地伸出双手护住眼睛,不让沙粒弄伤这敏感的部位。可在滚滚红尘中,并非所有的伤害都能用自己瘦弱的双臂挡得住的。当苦难来临时,我们只能拿出鸡蛋碰石头的勇气去迎接风沙锐利的刀口。咀嚼伤害,如同咀嚼一枚青橄榄。虽然心中有股难言的苦痛,但慢慢会从苦涩中品出一丝甘甜来。 When the gust of wind blows up the dusty sky, we will instinctively extend our hands to protect our eyes from the sand to injure the sensitive part. Can be in the mud, not all the injuries can use their own thin arms shelter. When misery comes, we can only come up with the courage of the egg to hit the stone to meet the sharp edge of the sandstorm. Chewing hurt, like chewing a green olive. Although there are unspeakable pain in the heart, but slowly from the sweet bitter taste of goods.