漫步于年少的走廊中，我循着午夜的思绪，去品味多年来成长中的点点滴滴，有悔、有泪、有歌、有笑，也有对生命一半成熟一半幼稚的感悟。于是，成长在诗一般的岁月中流逝，我看到了幼时的天真，童时的清纯，听到了一路上爽朗的笑声。我品味到了成长的岁月恩赐于人的所有欢声笑 Walking in the young corridor, I follow the thoughts of midnight to taste the bits and pieces of growing up over the years. There are regrets, tears, songs, and laughter. There are also half mature and semi-mature sentiments. So, growing up in the poetic years, I saw the innocence of childhood, the purity of childhood, and I heard laughter on the way. I appreciate all the joys and sorrows that have been given to people as they grow.