若成长是一篇着作,那么烦恼便是藏在段落深处的错字;如果成长是一张白纸,那么烦恼便是附在背面的一个瑕疵。这些微小的东西似乎是似曾相识,似乎是一直打扰着我们,在成长的大自然中,过去那似微风抚面般的学习,现已被暴风雨般的学习和压力的进攻吹散在记忆的深处了。
If growth is a work, then worry is the wrong word hidden in the depth of the paragraph; if growth is a piece of white paper, then worry is a flaw attached to the back. These small things seem to be familiar, seem to disturb us all the time. In the growing nature, the past study like breeze, has been dispersed in the deep memory by storm like study and pressure attack.
双手已经感觉不到茶的温度了,弥漫在屋子里的清雾也悄然消失。更加用心地品味那“苦中有乐”的水,去品味成长的烦恼,“烦着烦着”,时光也“走着走着”,经历也“多着多着”,再一次去品味那茶,那“苦涩”似乎已随着温度、随着用心灵丈量的时间而荡然无存了……
My hands can't feel the temperature of tea, and the clear fog in the room disappears quietly. Taste the water of "happiness in bitterness" more attentively, to taste the growing pains, to be annoyed, to walk the time, to experience more, to taste the tea again, the bitterness seems to have disappeared with the temperature and the time measured with the mind
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