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心的归属地,何方?梦的终点站,何方?无数次地追逐远方,无数次地泅渡考场。难道,真的只为点亮梦想?迁徙的路上,依旧,走走停停。沿途的风景,依旧,安安静静。遥想着流年里沧桑的光景,记忆一点一点在轮廓里描绘。喜欢靠着墙酣睡在梦里,冰冷的感觉使我经常梦到南极的冰天雪地。喜欢错落在阳光地带的老房子。我似乎难以抗拒它的魅力。青色的瓦匍匐在屋顶,默默呼吸。我仿佛见着我的梦,醉在潺潺的流水里,静静滋长。喜欢坐在第一组第一排靠窗的位置,可以看见夕阳,看见晚霞,像是在欣赏一幅安宁的水墨画。
Where the heart, where? Dream destination, where? Countless times to chase afar, numerous times to cross the examination room. Is it really just to light up the dream? The migration path, still, stop and go. The scenery along the way, still, quiet. Remembered the vicissitudes of life in the fleeting, memories a little bit in the outline of the portray. Like sleep by the wall sleep in the dream, the cold feeling I often dreamed Antarctic ice and snow. Like the old house scattered in the sun. I seem hard to resist its charm. Cyan tile creeping on the roof, silently breathing. I seem to see my dream, drunk in the gurgling water, quietly growing. Like to sit in the first row of the first row of window position, you can see the sunset, see the sunset, like enjoying a peaceful ink painting.