我把记忆点燃,你是否可以尝到眼泪沸腾的味道?你的心里是否也有温厚的重洋,却在光阴中不觉蒸发。路过了自己绚烂的青春,回头看着刻下来的高中时光。我还没有决定往哪走,还不知道该以怎样的姿态面对以后独自漂泊的生活。想想毕业前我就在日记上写下了三年高中所有回忆的总称,简单四字,毕业独白。现在放假已经很久,我早该动笔,却始终没有整理好心情。空白的假期,空荡的空间,空虚的旧书堆,一天一天混乱的作息。等待成绩的心虚,等到成绩的心酸, I light the memory, you can taste the taste of tears boiling? Your heart is also a warm ocean, but in the time did not feel evaporated. Passed his gorgeous youth, looked back at the moment of high school. I have not decided where to go, I do not know what kind of attitude to face the future alone drift life. Think before I graduated I wrote in the diary three years of high school memories of the general term, a simple four words, graduation monologue. It has been a long time since the holidays, and I should have done some work, but I still have not got a good mood. Blank holiday, empty space, emptiness of old book pile, day by day chaos rest. Waiting for the achievements of the guilty conscience, until the sad achievements,