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记得小的时候,我曾经写过一篇作文,其中有这样的句子:“太阳升起,又落下,在天空中划了一道轨迹,这就是日子。”语文老师在这句话旁密密加圈,还在班上读了这篇作文。弄得我直到今天仍对它记忆犹新,也常常为再也写不出这样的话而苦恼。前几天,将以前写过的几篇散文找出来一看,突然发现,所感所记,如按年月编排一下,正是我活过的轨迹。虽然,这仅是几个日子的横断面,且也许并不典型,但它还是记下了我们成长的某一刻。现在想想,如果历史的长河淹没了你的这些时
When I was young I wrote an essay in which there was a sentence: “The sun rises and falls again, drawing a trail in the sky, that is the day.” The language teacher next to the sentence Close circle, still read the composition in class. Confused me until today still fresh memories of it, but also often can not write such words and distress. A few days ago, I found a few essays that I had written before, and I suddenly found out that what I felt was, as if scheduled by year, the track where I lived. Although this is only a cross-section of a few days, and may not be typical, but it also recorded a moment of our growth. Now think about it, if these long periods of history overwhelm you