生命在不经意间走过了一个又一个的驿站。周身仍然热血沸腾,心灵仍然蓬勃年轻,张大嘴巴在吟咏着诗句,闭上眼睛在咀嚼着梦境。只是当有一天,独自一人在面对镜子,倏乎间产生出一种惊厄、一种无奈,鬓角上青丝间夹杂的几根银发让心一下子沉重起来,才想起自己已是不惑之年。擦肩而过的时间走得太快,以致未能给我留下任何悬念和谜团。 Life has inadvertently walked one after another inn. The whole body is still passionate, his heart is still thriving young, open his mouth chanting verses, eyes closed in the chewing dreams. Only when one day, alone in the face of the mirror, almost produced a kind of shock, a helpless, horns on the black hair mixed with a few silver hair to heart suddenly heavier, I remembered that he is not puzzled . Passing too fast, so I failed to leave any suspense and mystery.