我常感慨,人生一翻过二十岁的栅栏,就进入了跑步前行的阶段,让你没有多少闲暇去回味往日梦影般的时光。稚嫩的我们,经不住几个回合的折腾,早先那点儿书生意气便被荡涤得所剩无几,那种踌躇满志的神气劲儿更是被深深的失落感挤兑得空空如也,难得潇洒走一回。二十岁的小伙,浅尝了几口人世的酸涩,便可笑起学生时那种甜蜜兮兮的傻样来,在身处象牙塔的学子们面前,总爱扮出一副饱经忧患的深沉相,而在长者面前,则要竭力装出一副谦虚、谨慎的成熟样。无论 I often feel that life has crossed over the fence of twenty and entered the stage of running ahead, leaving you no time to relish the days of dreaming. Immature us, could not stand a few rounds of tossing, earlier that scholar was politely scavenged was running out of that kind of smug ambience is even more deep sense of loss on the run-in, a rare walk back . Twenty-year-old guy, taste a few mouthfuls of sour world, he laughed from the kind of sweet silly students, in the ivory tower in front of students, always dressed up as a full of deep suffering In the face of the elderly, we must try to put on a modest, prudent and mature sample. regardless