记忆的窗口亮着一盏灯,照亮成长的旅程。岁月碾过的轨迹曲曲折折伸向远方,消失在路尽头。心情如水,泛起层层涟漪。碎了一地的阳光(初一版)九月的阳光依然灼人,走在路上,树下的光斑如碎银般在跳舞,于是我的眼睛不禁变得晶晶亮了。在这个崭新的季节,我开始了又一次飞翔。只记得昨 The window of memory lights up and illuminates the journey of growth. The trajectory that the years ran over rolled into the distance and disappeared at the end of the road. The mood is like water, and there are layers of ripples. The sunshine in September, the first edition of the sun, was still scorching. Walking on the road, the spot under the tree danced like silver, so my eyes could not help but become bright. In this new season, I started flying again. Just remember yesterday