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17岁,是段被夕阳拉长了影子的时光,追着星辰,赶着明月,靠着蓝天,倚着白云,踏着朝阳,踩着落日……听着音乐感伤,望着天空流泪,看着黑板发呆,捧着梦想守候。童年的木马还在记忆中旋转,生命却必须学会坚强和成熟了。我们总是在仰望和羡慕别人的幸福,一回头,却发现自己正被别人仰望和羡慕着。17岁,仰望!羡慕!喜欢一个人在路上行走,想象自己是在云端漫步。闭上眼睛,
17 years old, is the stretch of the shadow of the sunset time, chasing the stars, and catch the moon, leaning against the blue sky, leaning against the clouds, stepping on the sun, stepping on the sun ... ... listening to music sentimental, looking at the sky and tears, watching Chaotic blackboard, holding the dream waiting. Childhood wooden horse is still spinning in memory, but life must learn to be strong and mature. We are always looking and envying the happiness of others, looking back, we find ourselves looking and envious of others. 17 years old, looking! Envy! Like a person walking on the road, imagine yourself walking in the clouds. Close your eyes