学校大门旁的角落里,有着一个荒废的花坛。说是花坛,一年四季倒也不曾见过姹紫嫣红,也不曾闻过馥郁的芬芳。稀稀疏疏的几棵不知名的小树,算是花坛里唯一的风景。在秋天,收留那些飘散过来的落叶,或许是它存在的另一种意义。虽然我无数次地路过花坛,在我眼里,在我心中,它都是无足轻重的,更不用说找到一番观赏的理由。今年初春,几场春雨过后,世界又迎来了崭 There is a deserted flower bed in the corner beside the school gate. Said to be a flower bed, all year round had never seen colorful, nor smell fragrant. Sparsely populated few unknown trees, be the only landscape in the flower bed. In the fall, it is perhaps the other meaning of the existence of those fallen leaves. Although I passed through the flower beds numerous times, in my eyes, in my heart, it is insignificant, let alone find a reason to watch. Early spring of this year, after a few spring rains, the world ushered in brand new