一当温暖的阳光透过树叶的缝隙照射在我白色的衬衫和球鞋上的时候,我有了平生不曾有过的想法:十八岁,出门远行。不在乎天气是否宜人,不在乎口袋是否丰盈,我只想要一身干净的衣裳和一辆破旧的单车,在夏日静谧的午后启程,开始一段青春路上的单人旅途。可是,似乎这样的幻想只能停留在梦境里,在堆积成山的课本前,在做不完的题目与听不完的唠叨前,我始终不能走向远方,一个会发生奇迹或者遭遇奇迹的地方。那里的一切都在吸引着我,灿烂的星光,柔软的花朵,还有我渴望的海洋。未知的 When the warm sunshine shone through my leaves on my white shirt and sneakers, I had an idea I had never had before: At the age of 18, go for a long walk. Do not care whether the weather is pleasant, regardless of pocket abundance, I just want a clean clothes and a worn-out bike, in the quiet summer afternoon, start a journey of youth on a solo journey. However, it seems that such an illusion can only stay in the dream, in the pile of textbooks before, after endless problems and can not finish nagging, I can never go far, a place where miracles or miracles happen . Everything there attracts me, brilliant stars, soft flowers, and the ocean I crave. Unknown