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我突然觉得,那些在瞬间老去的故事,仿佛又在刹那间统统复活,伸出鲜嫩的枝和时,酝酿耀眼的花与果,仿佛时光的流逝和世间的纷扰都乍然停驻。1漫天的纸片从各个楼层洋洋洒洒地飘落,上面残留着背不完的“历史”和解不出的三角函数;“我们毕业啦”的喊声震耳欲聋,穿梭在飘扬的碎片之间。每个人都在呐喊,在释放,仿佛所有的压力与压抑喷薄而出,幻化成一场告别仪式,盛大得就像刚刚落幕的高中岁月。我站在喧嚣的人群中,看着身边的同学不约而同地以最决绝的方式
I suddenly felt that those stories that grew old in an instant seemed to have rejuvenated in an instant and with fresh branches and flowers brewing with dazzling flowers and fruits as if the passage of time and the turmoil in the world had suddenly stopped. A sky full of paper from all floors falling sprinkled with residual endless back “History ” can not be solved by the trigonometric function; “We graduate ” shouts deafening, shuttle between the flying fragments . Everyone is crying, releasing, as if all the pressure and repression gushed out, turned into a farewell ceremony, grand like the just ended high school years. I stand in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, watching my classmates invariably the most decisive way