不经意间,瞥见山上的野菊花扬着灿烂的笑脸。才惊觉,浑浑噩噩的日子,又过了一年。上一次看见野菊花,是什么时候,现在都记不清了。人在孩童时,自己的笑,是可以像花儿一般灿烂的。那些日子,是人生中最美好的,最纯粹的。那时候,在脑子里,重复的,永远是单纯的快乐和简单的梦想。一切的一切,都是野菊花编织的,不华贵,但是很美。 Inadvertently, I saw the wild chrysanthemums on the hill with a bright smile. It was only then that one day passed. When I saw wild chrysanthemum last time, I can’t remember now. When a child is a child, his own smile can be as brilliant as a flower. Those days are the best and purest in life. At that time, in my head, repeated, always a simple happiness and simple dream. Everything is woven by wild chrysanthemums, not expensive but beautiful.