“我想我是海,宁静的深海,不是谁都明白……”听着黄磊那经典感人的曲子,足以让我与静寂的黑夜里狂风击打玻璃的涩涩声抗拒,足以让一颗有点疲惫的心灵舒展,延伸,继续寻花开的彼岸。问君闲愁多几许?一川烟草,满城风絮,梅子黄时雨。少年愁味应如此,少年责任又何如?责任?! “I think I am the sea, the deep sea of ​​tranquility, not everyone understands ...” Listening to Huang Lei’s classic moving music, enough to make me resist the silence of the silence of the night with the sizzling wind of the glass, enough to make a little The tired mind stretches, stretches, and continues to search for the other side of the flower. Asked how much idle time? A Sichuan tobacco, full of urban Feng Xu, plum when the yellow rain. Juvenile smell should be the same, what is the responsibility of the juvenile? Responsibility?!