整个城市的街道两旁都种着香樟树,牵牛花也灿烂地开了一季,湖边的枫树叶又红了。在这个明媚而忧伤的九月,我从我的青春岁月里匆匆而过!我想告诉你的是,我的有些被灼伤的、疼痛的青春。十三岁的我,忙碌地穿梭在两点一线之间,重复着简单而又繁忙的事情。我一点也不觉得我长大了,我们还像从前那样谈笑,说我们最爱去的那个冰品店,谈那个夏天的大雨。光阴却无忧无虑地在那个多雨的季节飘过。 Fragrant eucalyptus trees are planted along the streets of the entire city. Morning glory is also blooming for a season. Maple leaves on the lake are red again. In this sunny and sad September, I hurried through my youthful years! I want to tell you that some of my burned, painful youth. Thirteen-year-old I, busy shuttle between two points, repeating simple and busy things. I don’t think I grew up. We talked and laughed like we used to say that we loved to go to the ice shop and talk about the heavy rain that summer. Time fled in that rainy season with no worries.