时光该是加快了脚步,在我耳畔不留下一点回声,很多事物都像极了空气的飘渺虚无。当你松开手的时候会轻飘飘的飞过,当你握成拳的时候,又会光溜溜地逃走,而真正能抓住的又有几许呢?无论是虚还是实。不经意的,时光转瞬即逝,岁月夹带着冰冷的尾巴逃掉了。它冰冷的来,冰冷的走,使我飘忽于这一幕又一幕中,当绿意漫过来时,我枕着淡香入睡;当那苍 Time is to speed up the pace, in my ears do not leave a little echo, many things are like the very ethereal atmosphere of the air. When you let go of your hand, you can fly lightly. When you hold a fist, you will faintly run away. How many more can you really grasp? Whether it is fictitious or true. Inadvertently, the time fleeting, years of cold ice tail tossed away. It came cold, cold walk, make me wander in this scene another scene, when the green diffuse, I sleep with a light fragrance; when that dark