人生,就像一条宽宽长长的道路,也许它是泥泞的,也许它是平坦的。我们就是这不同道路上的一朵朵小花,每朵小花都是不同的,它们花期不同,颜色不同,但相同的是它们都得经受风云的洗礼。记得去年初秋的一天,在刚升上初中的第一次学校运动会报名会上,当热闹的教室顿时安静下来时,我就知道,让人望而却步的1500米报名开始了。 Life, like a long and wide road, maybe it is muddy, maybe it is flat. We are blossoming florets on different roads. Each floret is different. They have different flowering periods and different colors. But in the same way, they are subject to the baptism of the clouds. I remember the early autumn of last year, just enrolled in the junior high school’s first school sports enrollment meeting, when the lively classroom suddenly quiet down, I know, prohibitive 1,500 sign up.