There always is a lot of to make a person stress mad issue in the life, have have greatly small.
生活中总是有好多令人抓狂的事，有大有小。
Chicken broth of a heart has seen before kind if: What you detest “ now, be future you answer what do not go once. ” reached the level of chicken broth completely, but fine fine it is really presumably so one and the same.
之前看到过一句心灵鸡汤类的话：“你所厌恶的现在，是未来的你回不去的曾经。”完全达到了鸡汤的标准，但细细想来的确是那么一回事。
Made an appointment with one friend to go today junior high school sees a teacher, I and she now outside the school gate, waiting for a teacher to call to entrance guard, give us let sb pass. It is to wearing what school uniform is taking puerile laugh to learn younger brother to learn younger sister in the school gate people, it is two are wrapping a coat to with a rustle quiver to had graduated 4 years outside the school gate much often learn elder sister. What I go when read is boreal door, be in now south the door, we school uniform is white in those days, very big, the arm can hide in arm, when doing broadcast gymnastics, the teacher always should call handle to be taken, now, their school uniform is green grass color, look but also do not calculate feeble.
今天约了一朋友去初中看老师，我和她现在校门外，等着老师给门卫打电话，给我们放行。校门里是穿着校服带着稚嫩的笑的学弟学妹们，校门外是两个裹着大衣瑟瑟发抖已经毕业4年多的老学姐。我在读书时走的是北门，现在在南门，我们那时校服是白色的，好大，手臂可以藏在袖子里，做广播体操时，老师总要喊把手都拿出来，现在，他们的校服是青草色的，看上去但也不算单薄。
With teacher Lao the one knock afternoon, admired Chun Mei together, the flower is very sweet, a few more petaline fall on the ground to change Chun Ni, a few arriving is to resemble extremely that libretto: every piece fragrant humble joins stream.
和老师唠了一下午的磕，一起赏了春梅，花好香，花瓣一些落在地上化作春泥，一些到是像极了那句歌词：片片芳菲入水流。
Once we and teacher are teacher-student relationship, and we are friends nowadays, can share the life together. But my heart is clear also however, in get while, also lose certain thing surely. I remember as before, the end takes an examination of in that day, issueing rain, the classmate exposed his body, I am defending the book of one drawer to waiting for my pa to receive me. I am silent, since does not have play to had written a composition because of the exam, because this one phases ended,also be, I am mixed without too much time recall leave, I still have more important thing waiting for me, I also am answered again do not go one day, the first day when everybody meets. The end is taken an examination of in the high school that everybody went to differring in city, and high school ends, what everybody leaves is farther. Even if 23 bosom friends, good luck is inopportune, a year also can cold summer vacation gets together hurriedly, we have not enough time to experience the mark that the life leaves on body of the other side, we also do not say the blessing to the other side and private words.
曾经的我们和老师是师生关系，而如今我们是朋友，可以一起分享生活。但是我内心却也明白，在得到的同时，也必失去某些东西。我依旧记得，中考结束的那天，下着雨，同学都走光了，我守着一抽屉的书等着我爸来接我。我沉默，既是因为考试没发挥作文好，也是因为这一阶段结束了，我没有太多的时间缅怀和告别，我还有更重要的事在等着我，我再也回不去2009年的那一天，大家相见的第一天。中考结束大家去了市里不同的高中，而高中结束，大家离的更远了。即使是二三知己，机缘不巧，一年也只能寒暑假匆匆聚一聚，我们来不及感受生活在对方身上留下的痕迹，我们也说不完对对方的祝福和悄悄话。
Once dreamed to battle the sword takes the end of the world, ever also dreamed brandish denounce just powerfuls, or other people of little bridge running water. Our all the time is not brought up, we had had a lot of yesterday, today, tomorrow, we choose to hold to all the way, also choose to abandon. We know perfectly well the one second every past, it also does not belong to us again, we can recall, cannot come again. Our …… is helpless also.
曾经梦想仗剑走天涯，也曾梦想挥斥方遒，或小桥流水人家。我们无时无刻不在长大，我们有过好多的昨天、今天、明天，我们一路上选择坚持，也选择放弃。我们明知每过去的一秒，它就再也不属于我们，我们只能缅怀，无法重来。我们……也无奈。
Now always is the school is in since after-thought very static very static night, hang next mosquito-curtain, raise a table, drink a hot water, keep a bit operation, midway goes last toilets, stand before cistern, the edge blows nocturnal wind, the edge develops a hand, the lamplight of warm color and the small town that had fallen asleep are outside, it is unruffled, it is to comfort. But if also remembering a teacher saying to us: Memory is far after all, weak mist brume, future just is close, shined dawn.
现在倒总是回想起在学校很静很静的夜，挂下蚊帐，支起桌子，喝一口热水，写一点作业，中途去上个厕所，站在水池前，边吹夜风，边冲手，外面是暖色的灯光和已经入睡的小镇，是安详，是安慰。但也记得老师对我们说过的话：回忆毕竟是远了、淡了的雾霭，未来才是近了、亮了的晨光。
At the moment, very static night, I cried to do not have sound, but I will be brave.
此时此刻，好静的夜，我哭都没有了声音，但我会勇敢。(文/15868194077)