我们的心,不必华丽,但必须坚固。——毕淑敏天空似被风吹了一夜,没有一朵白云,只剩下张狂的灰尘渲染在头顶。那棵大树伫立在宿舍楼前,似乎在静等死刑的到来。漫游的风吹走了指尖的暖意,我握于手的笔顽劣地在纸上留下散漫的字迹。不忍轻轻叹 Our hearts need not be gorgeous, but they must be strong. - Bi Shimin The sky seems to be blown overnight, without a white cloud, leaving only the insane dust rendering overhead. The tree stood in front of the dormitory, seems to be waiting for the death penalty. The roaming wind blows away the warmth of the fingertips, and the pen I hold in my hand leaves mellow handwriting on the paper. Can not bear gently sigh