时光蹁跹,岁月无声,任韶光倾洒,绚烂如夏花。阳光正好,捧一本书,沏一杯茶,迎风柔软,看花开花落,观云卷云舒,静听青春的脚步。静静地,轻轻地,青春的脚步若乘着风,伴着云,不知不觉间悄然走近。青春来得那样小心翼翼,像个顽皮的孩童似的,踮起小小的脚尖,轻轻踱着步子,生怕你知道了;又像是纤尘不染的姑娘,绾着乌黑的发,穿过滚滚红尘悄然降临。 Time 蹁 跹, years silent, Ren Shaoguang pouring, gorgeous as summer flowers. Sunshine just, holding a book, making a cup of tea, soft wind, flowers see flowers, clouds Yun Shu, listen to the footsteps of youth. Quietly, gently, if the pace of youth riding the wind, accompanied by clouds, unknowingly quietly approached. So cautious as youth, like a naughty child, wiggled his little toes, and paced his steps gently for fear of you; nor was it like a dusty girl, with black hair, Quietly come.