黑夜中,一只小虫陷入了迷惘。马上就要见到胜利的曙光了,可它却停下了脚步,它回头望去,依稀可以看到自己的足迹。在这条路上跋涉了两年,虽步调缓慢,却从没停下。可现在,它真的走不下去了。前方到底还有多少坎坷,还要耗费多少精力,它不敢往下想。尽管它一次又一次给自己打气,告诉自己咬咬牙,可天边那逐渐亮起来亮起来的光,那由黑变灰又染了玫瑰粉 In the darkness, a bug caught in confusion. It is about to see the dawn of victory, but it stopped, and looked back to vaguely seeing its own footsteps. Trek on this road for two years, though slow pace, never stopped. But now, it really can not go on. How many bumps in the front, but also how much energy, it can not think down. Although it cheered on itself again and again and told myself to grit one’s teeth, the light that came to light up on the horizon was turned gray and dyed rose pink