不知道早在什么时候,我们开始被划出了“孩子”的范围。也许是从第一次“六·一”没放假的时候起吧!想一想,竟也有这许久了。好像跳皮筋的日子还在昨天,好像天真的笑脸还在眼前,好像无忌的童言还在耳边。然而,这些都业已伴随着一年又一年的钟声渐渐走得很远了。有如那烟花,闪亮过后,便只留下弥天的白烟,而当烟散开后,便又只有夜空的静谧了。 Do not know when, we began to be drawn out of the “children” range. Perhaps it is from the time when the first “Six One” did not have a holiday! Think about it, but it has been a long time. As if the days of rubber banding were still yesterday, it seems that the innocent smiley is still in sight. However, these have been going a long way with the bells of the year after year. Like the fireworks, after shining, they only left behind the white smoke of the sky. When the smoke spreads out, it was only the silence of the night sky.