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再回过头已经是洪荒的宇宙。每个人都这样恍惚而又迅疾地成长起来,喧嚣吵闹,抑或沉静平凡的。时间永远向前冲刺,把人远远甩在后面。很少有人会再花时间和精力想想幼稚酸涩的童年少年,小红花和集体午睡时光,小操场上奔跑雀跃的身影与一去不复返的年华。我们都在不断长大,褪去臃肿繁琐的外壳,或大或小地发生着难以目测的变化,终于有一日回过头来,突然记起很久以前的无数个春夏。还记得么?幼儿园里环形的长滑梯永远被沉重的铁链拷成解不开的结,每每试图攀越障碍满足小小的愿望却
Back again already a prehistoric universe. Everyone is so trance and rapid growth, noisy noisy, or quiet ordinary. Time will always sprint forward, leaving people far behind. Few people will take the time and energy to think again about juvenile and sour childhood, little safflower and group siesta, small playgrounds and glitzy beauties. We all grow up, fade bloated and cumbersome housings, or make unimaginable changes, big or small, and finally come back one day suddenly remembering countless spring and summer years long ago. Remember? The long slide in the nursery ring will always be a heavy iron chain copy untold knot, often trying to climb the obstacles to meet the small wish