青春在无声的岁月里慢慢靠近,它的脚步轻轻的、轻轻的;青春在美丽的回忆里挥之不去,它的脚印淡淡的、淡淡的;青春在未知的时光里飘浮不定,它的脚步悄悄的、悄悄的。岁月无声,时光无痕。我们早已告别了十三个春夏,我们一起走过了十三轮秋冬,我们品尝过不一样的滋味,伴随着青春的脚步,未来在向我们靠近,梦 Youth in the silent years slowly approaching, its pace gently, gently; youth in the beautiful memories of lingering, its footprints faint, faint; youth floating in the unknown time uncertain, It’s quiet, quiet. Years silent, timeless. We have bid farewell to the thirteen spring and summer, we have passed thirteen rounds of autumn and winter, we have tasted different tastes, along with the pace of youth, the future is approaching us, the dream