那无奈的花落,只是告诉我成长的忧伤——生命中那首无言的诗。那一年,我做了一次手术,手术后便来到农场的姑姑家休养。姑姑家有一大片果园,当时正值春夏更替,园子里开满了花,一片一片的,真似诗中那花的海洋,让人陶醉。我在心里暗叹:这里真是个养病的好地方。然而,一天天地看着? That helpless flowering just tells me the sadness of growing up—the silent poem in my life. That year, I had an operation and after surgery I went to the farm’s aunt to recuperate. The aunt’s family had a large orchard, which was at the time of spring and summer. The garden was full of flowers, one by one, and it was like the sea of ​​flowers in the poems, which made people intoxicated. I sigh in my heart: This is really a good place to get sick. However, watching every day?