Green, slowly follow the footstep that grow is far go, had had confused, had had insanity, however from can stay ceaselessly in some to be in a corner, she goes up in the road all the time.
青春，慢慢的跟随成长的脚步远去，有过迷茫，有过疯狂，却从会不停留在某一处角落，她一直在路上。
We go all the way, had had how many regret, sentiment is in casual, it is who makes a noise asleep longing after all wake, extended greatly lazy waist, of Xing Song sleep eye bit by bit stretch, the world of beautiful Huan of an United States annulus appears before, evoke a memory that grow.
我们一路走来，有过多少遗憾，感伤在不经意间，究竟是谁把熟睡的思念吵醒，伸了个大大的懒腰，惺忪的睡眼一点一点的张开，一个美轮美奂的世界出现在面前，勾起成长的回忆。
Depressed sky, always bring me infinite deep feeling. Admire a myriad of black clouds irregular change that sees the sky, the explore before standing in the window is worn body, extend an arm to want to feel that nifty cloud, how to also feel …… however rain of —— of an icy glide, came. It will so that do not have soundlessly cease, fine fine, soft soft, cool cool. Holding chin in the palm to see that in window edge fine fine soft soft pluvial silk, as if in each heart that falls into me. This is had early spring the early morning of the first heavy rain, frozen rainwater is hit on the face, icy spring breeze stroke crosses a face, hit wet new clothes, littery clear hair, let me forget the flavour of the sunshine that me love most unexpectedly.
阴郁的天空，总是带给我无限感慨。仰头看天上的乌云变幻万千，站在窗前探着身子，伸出手臂想去触摸那俏皮的云，却怎么也摸不到……突然手臂上一丝冰凉滑过——雨，来了。它来得无声无息，细细的、柔柔的、凉凉的。托着下巴在窗边看那细细柔柔的雨丝，仿佛每一滴都落进了我的心里。这个拥有初春第一场大雨的清晨，冰冷的雨水打在脸上，冰凉的春风拂过脸庞，打湿了新衣，弄乱了清发，竟让我忘记了自己最爱的阳光的味道。
Run go up in this green road, we left too much haste, past turn one's head, how many photograph gets together take leave of, draw the outline of worldly and rare colour, final, if foam is general, as memory a die also cannot find clue again in days.
奔跑在青春的这条路上，我们留下了太多的匆忙，往事回首，多少相聚别离，勾勒出世间少有的色彩，最终，如泡沫一般，随着记忆一起消逝在时光里再也找不到线索。
The trace that we grow, what there is ache in always smiling is confused. As sweat is being aspersed in the brandish on plastic runway we, tired happy move. An article on a book that likes to once had looked very much " grow painful " , want to come now, careful aftertaste, those who say is really pretty good. Days has delimited, those who stay is be at a loss we, also be course decay we, do not know to whether still be met somebody is wandering at first. Remember suddenly, one of elementary school is the same as desk, his home is in Nanning, he follows when 4 grade parents returned home town, when he leaves at that time, everybody wants to have connection all the time surely about each other, should come back to pat graduation to illuminate when graduation, meet again. Who knows, this is permanent however respectively, his letter was received when graduating, he says too busy cannot come back to take a picture, time gets together again. Cherished disappointment and the expectation that get together the next time to pass one year another year, the 2nd year after elementary school graduates, the email that also did not receive him again, also did not have connection from now on, a lot of classmates try to had looked for him, but still do not have a result, a good friend such missing.
我们成长的痕迹，总是微笑中带着疼痛的迷茫。如同在塑胶跑道上挥洒汗水的我们，累并快乐着。很喜欢曾经看过的一本书上的一篇文章《生长痛》，现在想来，仔细回味，说的真是不错呢。时光划过，留下的是不知所措的我们，也是经过蜕变的我们，不知是否还会有人在最初徘徊。突然想起，小学的一个同桌，他的家在南宁，四年级时他跟随父母回到了家乡，当时他离开的时候，大家都互相约定要一直都有联系，毕业时要回来拍毕业照，再聚首。谁知道，这一分别却是永久，毕业的时候收到了他的一封信，他说太忙不能回来照相，有时间再聚。怀着失望和下一次相聚的期待过了一年又一年，小学毕业后的第二年，就再也没有收到他的电子邮件了，从此也就没了联系，很多同学尝试找过他，可是仍旧没有结果，一个好朋友就这样的错过了。
Once once, climb with a few good friends together, everybody makes the wish that issues his on day Dou Feng, the my clear desire that remembers me making at that time is: The hope is present good friend, the following good friend forever well, grow together, had walked along youth together. After should growing, experienced the ablution of time, I just understand gradually, a lot of things cannot be permanent, in long life, should learn to face what write a composition on growing road to be inferior to meaning, even if, they make you cry; Even if, they make you terrifying, you also should be faced. This grows namely, it is decay.
曾经有一次，和几个好朋友一起去爬山，大家在天都峰上许下自己的愿望，我清楚的记得我当时许的愿望是：希望现在的好朋友、以后的好朋友永远都好好的，一起成长、一起走过青春。当成长以后，经历了光阴的洗礼，我才渐渐明白，很多东西不可能是永久的，在漫长的人生中，要学会面对成长路上作文的不如意，即便，他们令你哭泣；即便，他们令你胆战心惊，你也要去面对。这就是成长，是蜕变。
A caddy of bedside discovers when the day clears away a room, had fallen above full small this world, that, it is the gift that years keeps probably. Light wipe dirt, opening what put inside the box is me dusty long already notes, turn over the notebook with some yellow extensive, film of a ministry appears in at the moment. Year young oneself are so funny, was reaved by the elder brother a lollipop also wants great on jotter feature article or story one time, ate breakfast to be reaved by him with old father a flesh also should write last hundreds of words to abreact; Junior oneself, it is so muddled, dais just stood when the school enters into an election contest, the speech draft that prepares already forgets to get completely, can conceal with awkward smile only. Time just went a few years short, turn over a diary again, amazed however discovery, a lot of friends that mention in the diary, there was not connection now. The happiness of the record in the diary, sadness became bubble as days. Nowadays, those who be faced with is medium one's deceased father, it is 100 days make a pledge, it is graduation, it is parting, will how? I do not know ……
一天收拾房间的时候发现床边的一个小盒子，上面已经落满了轻尘，那，大概就是岁月留下的馈赠。轻拭去灰尘，打开盒子里面放的是我尘封已久的笔记，翻开有些泛黄的本子，一部部电影出现在眼前。年幼的自己是那么的可笑，被哥哥抢走了一根棒棒糖也要在笔记本上大写特写一番，跟老爸吃早饭被他抢走了一块肉也要写上个几百字发泄一下；年少的自己，是那么的懵懂，学校竞选时刚一站上讲台，早已准备好的发言稿忘得一干二净，只能用尴尬的笑容掩饰。时间只是过去了短短的几年，再次翻开日记，却惊奇的发现，日记中提到的很多朋友，现在都没有了联系。日记中记录的美好、悲伤都随着时光变成了泡沫。如今，面临的是中考，是百天宣誓，是毕业，是离别，又将如何？我不知道……
Speak of time, what is the first feeling does not know really, it is to be hated again to it love again, it precipitates all happiness in our memory, often still emerge mind, such senses are wonderful. When can having again, it is so marble, us all caring, all do not abandon, sent years the old man completely, do not leave the clues of a bit to us even, final finally, the memory that delivers a huge to us again serves as meeting souvenir. This is time, as if sovereign emperor is general, easily dictate the colour of our sky.
说起时间，第一感觉真的不知道是什么，对它是又恨又爱，它把一切美好都沉淀在我们记忆里，不时的还涌上心头，这样感觉妙不可言。可又有的时候，它又是那么的冷酷无情，将我们所有的牵挂，所有的不舍，统统都送给了岁月老者，甚至不给我们留下丝毫的蛛丝马迹，最后的最后，再给我们送来一场浩大的回忆作为相逢的纪念。这就是时间，仿佛至高无上的君王一般，轻易的主宰了我们天空的色彩。
Had walked along blueness acerbity junior, cross flourishing youth. We are known in experience, in the decay in harships, but without giving thought to worldly how ages ago, body and mind has how old change, everything what still cannot forget what to had experienced after all, this perhaps is green commendable place. Set foot on green road, what walk below the foot is not the plastic runway of fiery color, however multicolored colour interweaves, belong to our road that do not have regret only!
走过青涩的年少，越过繁华的青春。我们在经历中懂得，在风雨里蜕变，可不管世间有多么久远、身心有多大的改变，终究还是忘不了所经历过的一切，这也许正是青春的可贵之处。踏上青春的路，脚下踩的不是火红色的塑胶跑道，而是斑斓色彩交织的，仅属于我们的无悔路！
My world, from unfamiliar arrive familiar, there has been the view of a lot of beauties among, but can all the time colorfast is very few however, leaving more returning is transitory the Jing like is colourful, inverted image “ have experienced great things presses water, except however Wu Shan is not cloud ” is hazy.
我的世界，从陌生到熟悉，中间有过很多美丽的风景，但能一直不褪色的却寥寥无几，留下更多的还是昙花一现般的惊艳，倒影了“曾经沧海难为水、除却巫山不是云”的朦胧。
Original, this world does not lack beautiful view, it just lacked a souvenir to beauty.
原来，这个世界从来不缺美丽的风景，它只是缺少了一个对美丽的纪念。
Original, this life is not short of beautiful colour, she just lacked can the paintbrush of doodle.
原来，这份生活从来不缺美丽的色彩，她只是缺少了一支能涂鸦的画笔。
Original, this youth is not short of beautiful memory, he just lacked casual the smile that answers eye.
原来，这路青春从来不缺美丽的回忆，他只是缺少了一个不经意回眸的笑容。
Original ……
原来……
The most beautiful time, send the most beautiful him ……
最美的年华，送给最美的自己……(文/梁滢丹)