不知从何时起不再是父母的骄傲,不知从何时起开始自卑的孤傲,不知从何时起开始心浮气躁,不知从何时起开始找不到自己的目标。高三,复习,才知道自己是多么的健忘,本来记得就少的东西又被遗忘掳走;十八,成年,才明白现实是尚未来得及收拾的残碎记忆,便又失去;年华,逝去,才懂得思念是种难以诉说的病。 I do not know when it was no longer the pride of the parents, I do not know when they began to humble sincere pride, I do not know since when they began to feel unruly, I do not know when they can not find their own goals. In the third year of my senior year, I learned how forgetful I was. I remembered that few things were forgotten and passed away. Eighteen, when I was an adult, I realized that the reality was a broken memory that I hadn’t yet had time to clean up, and I lost it again; It is an incomprehensible disease to know how to miss.