天上,哪一朵云集自山间蒸腾的烟,哪一朵来自海上的雾?它们不断地变化,哪一朵是完美的典范?世上,要经历多少成功,要看到多少辉煌,才算得是完美的人生?像所有的人那样,我在不断地追求完美,寻找着完美。众里寻他千百度完美,也许藏在一张90分的卷子里。我埋头写着背着,月光如洗,照 In the sky, which one is gathered from the transpiration of smoke in the mountains, which one comes from the fog of the sea? They are constantly changing. Which one is the perfect model? How much success in the world, how much glory to see, to be seen Perfect life? Like all people, I’m constantly striving for perfection and looking for perfection. The crowd searched for thousands of hundred degrees of perfection, perhaps hiding in a 90-point volume. I buried my head with my back, moonlight