When I once again into the empty and somewhat lonely campus.
The old empty classroom. The familiar sound of reading, like coming from somewhere......
Roadside Hongfeng has withered do the last piece of red leaves, the fiery red maple leaf on writing the poem, but do not know that where...
The things are still there, but men are no more the same ones And I saw yesterday in the leaves, those a little frustration, joy, a joy, a little wistful...... High one's loss, high school emotional confusion, three of the setbacks and failures. Always let people forget, a screen is now in front of.
I like to use the poem, recording the mentality of every day, every footprints, each piece of growth diary. With poetic language, a new interpretation of the high school times to experience another kind of "three door".
One, self lost
Experienced after the relaxation of the exam, it is also a lot of slack. Lost in the slack, lost in the maze. Sometimes, in the trees on the bench, picked up a leaf, seemed as if thinking of sth.. Sometimes, in the classroom with the Xie Lingyun make a sightseeing tour. The fluttering almost forget oneself, have never been heard of since. Or, simply follow Tao Yuanming, together with the glass, drunk asked chrysanthemum:
Have flowers as barren Xi, but for who open late?
Fall into the cold cup for wine, know with whom to pick?
To one's fallen back to spring and autumn Xi, so complex;
While the rest of my xiuduan Xi, sigh time is actually helpless.
For cleaning bottles with heavy heart Yu Xi, its hard to let go;
Hold the autumn wind to shake the Xi, step by step dangerous dangerous drunk without normal.
It is a poetic depression, it is the depression of the will. Is a poetic lost, but also the loss of self. Reality is the reality, in any case, choose to escape, and ultimately can not escape. Perhaps, each high school had a period of lost years, or indulge in the network, or indulge in the past. However, differences between dream and reality, will let us find the target at a loss, to find yourself lost in.
Two, emotional confusion
By the time a piece of peeling imprint on the blackboard, then once wrote a poem, were visible. Just don't know whether it has been forgotten:
"Taxuexinmei"
Since the high cost is hard to find, I begin to feel no trace into the fragrance;
So far, the sad fall to the neighbor, after all, not to the extraordinary.
I read the end of the day, the mind and the spring and autumn are not;
What is difficult to disobey the destiny of sparse, in the cold fragrance with dust.
And I don't know which of my classmates, I have outlined the "secret" of the poem. Perhaps, they will find the first possession of the first poem while secretly delighted. And then I, bitter smiled, after the chalk to pick up, draw the outline of the another outcome: flowers into the adjoining room, the final is the passers-by. Obviously, they didn't see through.
In this who will experience the "misty season", if you can see the end of the end of the end, may be a little confused, out of the confusion.
Three, frustration and confidence
After the college entrance examination, especially in the score out of the moment. Life is the most experienced a defeat for the genuineness of the imprint is engraved on my heart., to experience the feeling of failure. For a time, the world is lonely without edge. Under the rain, wandering alone in the campus of pine and cypress, fell dejected. Never conceal inner lost, picked up the cold branches on the ground designated under the cold rain Linlin: Si Xi, sad mood faint;
What dark wind, Xi, my heart's wound.
After sorrow, as a warning for the future. Facing the most shilly-shally choice, I have chosen to repeat. Who can't change my decision. I admit defeat, but I have not been completely defeated. I want to draw a successful conclusion to my high school. And not to leave any regret! After setbacks, the shadow of failure, establish confidence. Also crossed the third threshold -- frustration and confidence.
Once helpless sigh: "wind in the end did not forget, a few difficult Gu Shang in flower", also was foolish to write: "I do not know I drunk flower at, or are falling drunk I o?"
Once sad wrote: "heart sad cry, still pick up cold branches tears offering, has also been determined to write:" both have failed to catch, only flatly and vast sad. "
Looking back at my high school years, three years, that every time of the confusion, every time of the confusion, each of the ups and downs, have left the growth of every step. I like the poetic language, is a record of the campus, through the years of poem.
當(dāng)我再次走進(jìn)空曠而又有幾分落寞的校園。
昔日的教室，早已空無一人。那熟悉的讀書聲，似有似無的不知從何處傳來……
路邊的紅楓，也已凋盡了后一片紅葉，那火紅的楓葉上書寫的詩句，卻不知遺落何方……
物是人非。而我在落葉中看到昨天，那些許歡樂，些許無奈，些許喜悅，些許悵惘……高一自我的遺失，高二情感的困惑，高三的挫折與失敗?？偸亲屓穗y以忘懷，一幕幕重現(xiàn)在眼前。
而我喜歡用詩，來記載著每一天的心路歷程，每一個(gè)走過的腳印，每一片成長(zhǎng)的日記。用詩意的語言，重新詮釋著高中時(shí)代所要經(jīng)歷的另一種“三重門”。
一、自我的迷失
經(jīng)歷過中考的放松之后，也懈怠了許多。在懈怠中迷失，在迷失中迷惘。有時(shí)，會(huì)在樹下的長(zhǎng)椅上，拾起一片樹葉，仿佛若有所思。有時(shí)，會(huì)在課堂上跟著南朝的謝靈運(yùn)游山玩水。飄飄乎忘乎所以，茫茫兮不知所終。或者，干脆追隨著陶淵明，一起舉杯，醉酒問菊：
過繁花盡荒蕪兮，卻為誰人而遲開？
墜寒杯為酒露兮，知與誰人而同采？
擷落英以戚戚兮，然春秋歸去復(fù)來；
而余生之修短兮，嘆年華其實(shí)無奈。
舉清樽以沉沉兮，心郁郁其難釋懷；
扶秋風(fēng)以搖搖兮，步危危醉無常態(tài)。
是詩意的消沉，更是意志的消沉。是詩意的迷失，更是自我的迷失。現(xiàn)實(shí)就是現(xiàn)實(shí)，無論如何選擇逃避，也終無法逃避。也許，每個(gè)人的高中都曾有過那么一段迷惘的歲月，或是沉迷于網(wǎng)絡(luò)，或是沉湎于過去。然而，夢(mèng)想與現(xiàn)實(shí)的差異，會(huì)讓我們?cè)诿Ｈ恢姓一啬繕?biāo)，在迷失中尋回自我。
二、情感的困惑
被時(shí)間剝落了一塊塊印記的黑板上，那曾經(jīng)寫下的詩句，依晰可見。只是不知道是否早已被人遺忘：
《踏雪尋梅》
自是難尋高花，始覺無痕暗香入；
至此難過落歸鄰，終究不愿過人屋。
余念無尋日漸終，心意春秋皆不屬；
甚是難違天命疏，篤信寒香伴塵途。
也不知道是哪個(gè)同學(xué)，勾勒出詩中隱藏的“秘密”：自始至終，余心甚篤?；蛟S，他們會(huì)為發(fā)現(xiàn)這一首藏頭詩而暗自竊喜。而我此時(shí)，也苦苦地笑了笑，拾起地上遺落的粉筆，勾勒出了另一個(gè)結(jié)局：花入鄰屋，終屬殊途。顯然，他們并沒有看透。
在這個(gè)誰都會(huì)經(jīng)歷的“朦朧季節(jié)”，如果能夠清醒的看到終的結(jié)局，也許會(huì)少一些迷惘，走出情感的困惑。
三、挫折與自信
高考之后，尤其是在成績(jī)出來的那一刻。經(jīng)歷了人生為刻骨銘心的失利，真真切切的體驗(yàn)到了失敗的感覺。一時(shí)間，天地寂寞無邊。雨中，獨(dú)自徘徊于校園的松柏之下，黯然神傷。再也難掩內(nèi)心的失落，撿起寒枝在地上劃下：斯寒雨之霖霖兮，悲緒隱隱；
何暗風(fēng)之凄凄兮，傷嗟我心。
悲傷過后，痛定思痛。面臨著為猶豫不決的抉擇，我已然選擇復(fù)讀。任誰也無法改變我的決定。我承認(rèn)遭遇失利，但我并未徹底失敗。我要為我的高中畫上一個(gè)圓滿的句號(hào)。而不愿留下任何遺憾！在挫折之后，走出失敗的陰影，樹立自信。也是跨過了第三道坎——挫折與自信。
曾經(jīng)無奈的感慨：“風(fēng)過擷英終不忘，幾因難顧落花殤”，也曾經(jīng)傻傻的寫下：“不知我醉落花歟，或是落花醉我歟？”
曾經(jīng)傷心的寫道：“余心哀傷泣泣，猶撿寒枝淚祭”，也曾經(jīng)堅(jiān)決的寫出：“既逝去已難追，唯斷然而絕悲。”
回首三年來我的高中歲月，那每的迷茫，每的困惑，每的坎坷，都留下了成長(zhǎng)的每一個(gè)腳印。而我喜歡用那詩意的語言，記載著菁菁校園，走過那如詩歲月。
The old empty classroom. The familiar sound of reading, like coming from somewhere......
Roadside Hongfeng has withered do the last piece of red leaves, the fiery red maple leaf on writing the poem, but do not know that where...
The things are still there, but men are no more the same ones And I saw yesterday in the leaves, those a little frustration, joy, a joy, a little wistful...... High one's loss, high school emotional confusion, three of the setbacks and failures. Always let people forget, a screen is now in front of.
I like to use the poem, recording the mentality of every day, every footprints, each piece of growth diary. With poetic language, a new interpretation of the high school times to experience another kind of "three door".
One, self lost
Experienced after the relaxation of the exam, it is also a lot of slack. Lost in the slack, lost in the maze. Sometimes, in the trees on the bench, picked up a leaf, seemed as if thinking of sth.. Sometimes, in the classroom with the Xie Lingyun make a sightseeing tour. The fluttering almost forget oneself, have never been heard of since. Or, simply follow Tao Yuanming, together with the glass, drunk asked chrysanthemum:
Have flowers as barren Xi, but for who open late?
Fall into the cold cup for wine, know with whom to pick?
To one's fallen back to spring and autumn Xi, so complex;
While the rest of my xiuduan Xi, sigh time is actually helpless.
For cleaning bottles with heavy heart Yu Xi, its hard to let go;
Hold the autumn wind to shake the Xi, step by step dangerous dangerous drunk without normal.
It is a poetic depression, it is the depression of the will. Is a poetic lost, but also the loss of self. Reality is the reality, in any case, choose to escape, and ultimately can not escape. Perhaps, each high school had a period of lost years, or indulge in the network, or indulge in the past. However, differences between dream and reality, will let us find the target at a loss, to find yourself lost in.
Two, emotional confusion
By the time a piece of peeling imprint on the blackboard, then once wrote a poem, were visible. Just don't know whether it has been forgotten:
"Taxuexinmei"
Since the high cost is hard to find, I begin to feel no trace into the fragrance;
So far, the sad fall to the neighbor, after all, not to the extraordinary.
I read the end of the day, the mind and the spring and autumn are not;
What is difficult to disobey the destiny of sparse, in the cold fragrance with dust.
And I don't know which of my classmates, I have outlined the "secret" of the poem. Perhaps, they will find the first possession of the first poem while secretly delighted. And then I, bitter smiled, after the chalk to pick up, draw the outline of the another outcome: flowers into the adjoining room, the final is the passers-by. Obviously, they didn't see through.
In this who will experience the "misty season", if you can see the end of the end of the end, may be a little confused, out of the confusion.
Three, frustration and confidence
After the college entrance examination, especially in the score out of the moment. Life is the most experienced a defeat for the genuineness of the imprint is engraved on my heart., to experience the feeling of failure. For a time, the world is lonely without edge. Under the rain, wandering alone in the campus of pine and cypress, fell dejected. Never conceal inner lost, picked up the cold branches on the ground designated under the cold rain Linlin: Si Xi, sad mood faint;
What dark wind, Xi, my heart's wound.
After sorrow, as a warning for the future. Facing the most shilly-shally choice, I have chosen to repeat. Who can't change my decision. I admit defeat, but I have not been completely defeated. I want to draw a successful conclusion to my high school. And not to leave any regret! After setbacks, the shadow of failure, establish confidence. Also crossed the third threshold -- frustration and confidence.
Once helpless sigh: "wind in the end did not forget, a few difficult Gu Shang in flower", also was foolish to write: "I do not know I drunk flower at, or are falling drunk I o?"
Once sad wrote: "heart sad cry, still pick up cold branches tears offering, has also been determined to write:" both have failed to catch, only flatly and vast sad. "
Looking back at my high school years, three years, that every time of the confusion, every time of the confusion, each of the ups and downs, have left the growth of every step. I like the poetic language, is a record of the campus, through the years of poem.
當(dāng)我再次走進(jìn)空曠而又有幾分落寞的校園。
昔日的教室，早已空無一人。那熟悉的讀書聲，似有似無的不知從何處傳來……
路邊的紅楓，也已凋盡了后一片紅葉，那火紅的楓葉上書寫的詩句，卻不知遺落何方……
物是人非。而我在落葉中看到昨天，那些許歡樂，些許無奈，些許喜悅，些許悵惘……高一自我的遺失，高二情感的困惑，高三的挫折與失敗?？偸亲屓穗y以忘懷，一幕幕重現(xiàn)在眼前。
而我喜歡用詩，來記載著每一天的心路歷程，每一個(gè)走過的腳印，每一片成長(zhǎng)的日記。用詩意的語言，重新詮釋著高中時(shí)代所要經(jīng)歷的另一種“三重門”。
一、自我的迷失
經(jīng)歷過中考的放松之后，也懈怠了許多。在懈怠中迷失，在迷失中迷惘。有時(shí)，會(huì)在樹下的長(zhǎng)椅上，拾起一片樹葉，仿佛若有所思。有時(shí)，會(huì)在課堂上跟著南朝的謝靈運(yùn)游山玩水。飄飄乎忘乎所以，茫茫兮不知所終。或者，干脆追隨著陶淵明，一起舉杯，醉酒問菊：
過繁花盡荒蕪兮，卻為誰人而遲開？
墜寒杯為酒露兮，知與誰人而同采？
擷落英以戚戚兮，然春秋歸去復(fù)來；
而余生之修短兮，嘆年華其實(shí)無奈。
舉清樽以沉沉兮，心郁郁其難釋懷；
扶秋風(fēng)以搖搖兮，步危危醉無常態(tài)。
是詩意的消沉，更是意志的消沉。是詩意的迷失，更是自我的迷失。現(xiàn)實(shí)就是現(xiàn)實(shí)，無論如何選擇逃避，也終無法逃避。也許，每個(gè)人的高中都曾有過那么一段迷惘的歲月，或是沉迷于網(wǎng)絡(luò)，或是沉湎于過去。然而，夢(mèng)想與現(xiàn)實(shí)的差異，會(huì)讓我們?cè)诿Ｈ恢姓一啬繕?biāo)，在迷失中尋回自我。
二、情感的困惑
被時(shí)間剝落了一塊塊印記的黑板上，那曾經(jīng)寫下的詩句，依晰可見。只是不知道是否早已被人遺忘：
《踏雪尋梅》
自是難尋高花，始覺無痕暗香入；
至此難過落歸鄰，終究不愿過人屋。
余念無尋日漸終，心意春秋皆不屬；
甚是難違天命疏，篤信寒香伴塵途。
也不知道是哪個(gè)同學(xué)，勾勒出詩中隱藏的“秘密”：自始至終，余心甚篤?；蛟S，他們會(huì)為發(fā)現(xiàn)這一首藏頭詩而暗自竊喜。而我此時(shí)，也苦苦地笑了笑，拾起地上遺落的粉筆，勾勒出了另一個(gè)結(jié)局：花入鄰屋，終屬殊途。顯然，他們并沒有看透。
在這個(gè)誰都會(huì)經(jīng)歷的“朦朧季節(jié)”，如果能夠清醒的看到終的結(jié)局，也許會(huì)少一些迷惘，走出情感的困惑。
三、挫折與自信
高考之后，尤其是在成績(jī)出來的那一刻。經(jīng)歷了人生為刻骨銘心的失利，真真切切的體驗(yàn)到了失敗的感覺。一時(shí)間，天地寂寞無邊。雨中，獨(dú)自徘徊于校園的松柏之下，黯然神傷。再也難掩內(nèi)心的失落，撿起寒枝在地上劃下：斯寒雨之霖霖兮，悲緒隱隱；
何暗風(fēng)之凄凄兮，傷嗟我心。
悲傷過后，痛定思痛。面臨著為猶豫不決的抉擇，我已然選擇復(fù)讀。任誰也無法改變我的決定。我承認(rèn)遭遇失利，但我并未徹底失敗。我要為我的高中畫上一個(gè)圓滿的句號(hào)。而不愿留下任何遺憾！在挫折之后，走出失敗的陰影，樹立自信。也是跨過了第三道坎——挫折與自信。
曾經(jīng)無奈的感慨：“風(fēng)過擷英終不忘，幾因難顧落花殤”，也曾經(jīng)傻傻的寫下：“不知我醉落花歟，或是落花醉我歟？”
曾經(jīng)傷心的寫道：“余心哀傷泣泣，猶撿寒枝淚祭”，也曾經(jīng)堅(jiān)決的寫出：“既逝去已難追，唯斷然而絕悲。”
回首三年來我的高中歲月，那每的迷茫，每的困惑，每的坎坷，都留下了成長(zhǎng)的每一個(gè)腳印。而我喜歡用那詩意的語言，記載著菁菁校園，走過那如詩歲月。