月似一抹残痕,碎了夜空的激笑:人似一片孤鸿,凉了缤纷的记忆。——题记自出生起,一声啼哭,便博得众人欢笑。那是生命的起点,只要生命尚未终结,我们便不停地沿着这条射线前进。这一路上,我最害怕分别,但分别却无时无刻不在上演着。如果说分别是一颗颗珠子,那么我想,它们是由一个个毕业季串连在一起的。小学毕业,我们像那些花儿,散落在天涯。那时的我们,什么都不懂,不会因为别离而忧伤,但依旧交换着彼此那一张张真实得不能再真实的一 Like a touch of residue on the month, broken the sky of laughter: people like a lone, cool colorful memories. - Inscription since birth, cry soon, they won the crowd laughter. That is the beginning of life, and as long as life is not over, we continually follow this ray. On this road, I am most afraid of difference, but respectively, all the time staged. If we say that each is a bead, then I think they are linked together from one season. Primary school, we like those flowers, scattered in the horizon. At that time, we did not understand anything, we did not feel sad because of separation, but we still exchanged one for each other.