天朗气清,惠风和畅,但天边却没有一朵云。我独自漫步在江边的林荫小路,听着风穿梭在绿叶里发出簌簌的私语声,看暖阳照在路牌上灼灼发烫,灿黄的光线在上面融开一片温柔似晨曦的海洋。我们应该很庆幸吧,这时光如此静好,岁月如此安详,我们处在的世界如此静谧柔软。但是总有一些时候,心底隐隐的躁动和胸口呼之欲出的热浪,每一丝每一缕都在叫嚣:不要平淡无奇枯燥无味的生活,要新鲜要刺激,要曲折和冒 The sky is clear, the wind and smooth, but the sky is not a cloud. I walk alone in the boulevard of the waterfront, listening to the wind shuttle in the greenery whispering sobs, warm sun shining on the street signs burning, yellow light above melt into a gentle morning sea . We should be very fortunate, this time so calm, the years are so serene, we are in a world so quiet and soft. However, there are always times when the faint heart restlessness and the heat of the chest, every trace of every shout are: Do not be dull and boring life, to be fresh to stimulate, to twists and turns