夜晚静寂,菜园里却很热闹。洋葱、萝卜和番茄不相信世界上有南瓜这种东西,它们认为那只是空想。南瓜默默不说话,它只是继续成长。——取自《当世界年纪还小的时候》成长真是一件缓慢而痛苦的事情,但是请记住,全世界的我们都是这样长大。那份略带青涩的小忧伤伴随着我们走过青春,累了的时候,不妨休息一下。偶尔停下来,望望路边宜人的风景,回味心底意味深长的话语,那样的感觉真好。站在那条叫作青春的十字路口上,我静静等待着那辆叫遗忘的大巴。一些旧人、旧事,暗暗回忆起来。那些回忆,那份美好,夹杂着少许的寂寞之感,顿时慢涨。回忆像是倒在掌心里的水,最终还是一点一点从我手指间毫不留情地滴落。伤口就像我一样,是个倔强的孩子,不肯愈合,因为内心 Hush night, the garden is very lively. Onions, radishes and tomatoes do not believe in pumpkin in the world of such things, they think it is just fantasy. Pumpkin silence, it just continues to grow. - It’s really slow and painful to grow from “When the World is Older,” but keep in mind that we all grew up in this world. The little sadness with a little Sentimental along with us through youth, tired, may wish to take a break. Occasionally stopped, looking at the roadside pleasant scenery, meaningful aftertaste of the words, so feel good. Standing on the crossroads called youth, I quietly waiting for the bus called forgotten. Some old people, old things, secretly recalled. Those memories, that beautiful, mixed with a little sense of loneliness, suddenly slowly rose. Memories like water poured in the palm of your hand, and finally a little bit from my fingers dripping mercilessly. Wound, like me, is a stubborn child, unwilling to heal, because of the heart