眼睛是心灵的窗户,眼泪是心灵流淌的清泉。在记忆的长河里徜徉,总有那么一个瞬间,经意或不经意地,晶莹的泪水无声地爬满了脸庞,或喜悦,或欣慰,或心酸,或悲怆……不论是哪一种,都是我们人生中弥足珍贵的一页。所以,我们的文学史上,记载下了苏轼午夜梦回时的“相顾无言,唯有泪千行”;杜甫老迈孤苦时的“戎马关山北,凭轩涕泗流”;李白在江上怀秋时的“恻怆心自悲,潺湲泪难收”;白居易在浔阳江头的“座中泣下谁最多,江州司马青衫湿”;范仲淹在羁 The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the tears are the flowing springs of the soul. In the long river of memory, there is always an instant, inadvertently or inadvertently, crystal tears silently covered with face, or joy, or pleased, or sad, or sad ... ... no matter what kind of are A precious page in our life. So, in our literary history, recorded in the midnight dream of Su Shi, “careless speechless, only the tears line”; Du Fu’s old and lonely when the “war horse off the North, with Xuan tears flow”; Li Bai When Huaiqiu in the river, “the heart sad, the murmuring tears difficult to close”; Bai Juyi in the Yang River head “seat sobbed who most, Jiangzhou Sima T shirt wet”; Fan Zhongyan in the custody