脑中莫名其妙地回旋着小学时老师教班里跳的《梦中的蝴蝶》，就鬼使神差地哼出来了，然后去百度搜，差不多真的有很多年没有听过了，还有谁记得呢？大家都积极的排演，虽然我只是旁观者，还是很喜欢这首歌，就好像又看到那些穿着白裙子舞动的小精灵们，和第一次去五显中心小学表演，大家都挤着站在凳子上看。
I often fall into the memories of past, long long ago like I have lived many years, when all the materials are tarnished by time and outdated houses replaced by newer and higher buildings, where would I place our memories of past? When one is strangled by the past, he may not travel long enough. yet if one walks only with the ambition to conquer the future, can he really figure out the meaning of his journey? What are the meanings of being a man in this universe? Good Night, May the world be with you!
To Midnight 2015-05-28 23:09
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