边缘,对我们来说,显得既熟悉而又陌生。熟悉的是在花季边缘上,我们都曾有过青春憧憬、求知、拼搏的心路历程,虽然有时稍显幼稚、无瑕;陌生的是在我们心灵深处,对未来方向的掌舵总觉得是那样艰辛、那样迷茫,然而岁月的帆船总让我们在闪烁的泪花中披荆斩棘,用勤劳、智慧的双手来换取一份坚定和成熟。朋友,希望你能把花季边缘的心情告诉我! The edge, to us, is both familiar and unfamiliar. We are familiar with the fact that on the fringe of the flower season, we all have had a journey of youthfulness, knowledge, and hard work. Although we are sometimes naive and innocent, the strangeness is deep in our hearts and we always feel that it is so hard at the helm of the future direction. It is so lost, but the sailboats of years always allow us to shed tears in the twinkling tears, and use hard-working, intelligent hands in exchange for a firm and mature. Friends, I hope you can tell me the edge of the season!