小編給你一個美聯(lián)英語官方免費(fèi)試聽課申請鏈接：/test/waijiao.aspx?tid=16-73675-0美聯(lián)英語提供：致我千瘡百孔的青春When I look up at the wall of the blue sky in despair, I occasionally think of the warm, thin time. Every night, I write a line with the cold white light of a row of lines with childish sentences, laugh the bitter and bitter tears, believe that there must be a love in the world is called the end of love, and the once bright youth to resist the dirty water baptist. Later, time disintegrate, in front of reality, my paranoia is only the slim, I think the deep wound is only a drop in the ocean, all the warm and beautiful ashes, can only look through the time to see the phantom. I have to tell myself that the memory of cowardice is in vain, and I finally realized the happy ending of this world and fairy tale. Since then, I will always on the windowsill to look at the lonely sky, looking at my world in the light of the scattered starlight.I used three years of time to build a city, a not solid, but also enough for me to resist the sun and rain inclement weather city. I learned the sophistication of my three years, and I know that we will turn around the Wei in the light red wine and green dog. I had a dream of three years, and after waking up to forget the dream, so now I dont remember whether the dream is black and white, or many - rose-hued. The long time eventually bleached my youths absurd western blot, I finally saw the light in the twilight and the edge, and put together myself in the memory of the broken ground. And you have disappeared from the scope of my contact, just in the blue of the sky left a touch of hard experience, just in the wind in the shadow of the wind, leaving a invisible image. I am a secret child, you never know the smiling face of me is a joy, I become silent, the corners of the mouth with a gentle smile, time change seems to be no longer see my rebellious. Once upon a time, when I love, the love of love, if I can not be gorgeous, only sad countercurrent. When he fell in love with others and others, I would suffocate. The thoughts of fen Om, like the feet of Boston ivy, usually catch my soul. I love him, very much love him, but now I will not say the exit, I want him to fester, leaving a scar that will never fade, to record this in my life with the fragrance of the young. In meditation, it was discovered that the Prunus cerasifera of the campus had lost all the stars, the flying flowers of the evening breeze and the spring trees, all in the soft, faint sigh: the spring to the early, the people did not feel. But I also want to add a handful of fallen flowers under that one. Wan shan heavy, cunxin thousand Li, world matter, shaonianxin. Lonely smile overflows the corners of the mouth, when I open my arms to pick up the tree only in Fenghua, then suddenly understand: flow Shao, the ancients no longer. Memory is a cup of soil scattered in my fortress, let the grave in my pillow sleep.在我絕望的抬頭仰望蒼藍(lán)的天壁時，我偶爾會想起那段溫暖薄涼的時光。年少的我每晚在臺燈冷白色的燈光下書寫著一行行帶著稚氣的句子，笑的快樂哭的苦澀，相信這個世界上一定有一種愛情叫做地老天荒，并妄圖和那個曾經(jīng)明凈的少年一起抵抗骯臟塵世的浸滌。后來，時光碎裂，在現(xiàn)實(shí)面前，我曾經(jīng)的偏執(zhí)只是微茫，我以為錐心刻骨的傷只是滄海一粟，一切溫暖美好都灰飛煙滅，只能隔著時光看曾經(jīng)的幻影。我不得不告訴自己，回憶往事是懦弱是徒勞，于是我終于認(rèn)清這個污濁喧囂的世界和童話里的所謂幸福的結(jié)局。從那以后，我總會在無人的夜晚趴在窗臺上看寂寥的天空，看我的世界里單薄零亂的星光。我用三年的時光筑成了一座城，一座雖不是固若金湯卻也足以為我抵擋日曬雨淋風(fēng)刀霜劍的城。我用三年的時光學(xué)會了世故，我知道以后的我們都將在燈紅酒綠聲色犬馬中兜兜轉(zhuǎn)轉(zhuǎn)虛與委蛇。我用三年的時光做了一場夢并在醒來后千方百計(jì)忘記了這場夢，所以如今我自己也不記得這場夢究竟是黑白素凈，還是斑駁陸離。漫長的時光最終漂白了我的青春的荒唐印跡，我最終在暮與黑的邊緣看到了光，并在碎了一地的記憶中拼湊出了自己。而你已經(jīng)從我能接觸的范圍里消失了，只是在天空的蔚藍(lán)里留下一抹難以體會的筆意，只是在黑影間吹拂的風(fēng)里，留下一個看不見的形象。我是暗地里的病孩子，你永遠(yuǎn)不知笑臉下的我是喜是傷，我變得沉默，嘴角掛著溫和隱忍的笑容，歲月更迭似乎再也看不見我的桀驁不馴。曾幾何時，當(dāng)我愛時，必愛的凄楚，若我不能華麗，便唯有悲傷逆流。當(dāng)他愛上了別人和別人在一起，我會有滅頂?shù)闹舷ⅰ＜娐榈乃季w會嗡的一聲像爬山虎的腳一般捉住我的靈魂。我愛他，非常非常的愛他，可如今我不會說出口，我要讓他潰爛生瘡，在心頭留下一道永不會消褪的