在一片阴雨里迎来了十二月.
这也是我对一年里的最后一个月的印象:阴,冷,湿.
I still feel the cold
of long past days
I knew my worth
Put in my place
It’s no surprise
I realize
Some time before
of long past days
I knew my worth
Put in my place
It’s no surprise
I realize
Some time before
December
今天结束了所有的课程,眼见着大一的一学期就要走到尽头了.
仿佛是一眨眼,眼睁睁看着时间流走,像雨一样悄无声息,不留丝毫痕迹
而我自己,当然也猝不及防,浑然没觉得已是大学生了.
Sun shines through haze
I put my thoughts
Toward future days
It’s no surprise
I close my eyes
And close the door
I put my thoughts
Toward future days
It’s no surprise
I close my eyes
And close the door
再有九天将迎来我的十八岁.
但我不知道有什么不同,尽管那些东西就在我的眼前,走在路上必定遇到.
但我竟有点害怕.害怕面对,害怕承担,害怕前进,害怕坚持
但我唯有面对这一切,承担我和你和他的责任,
前进的路不由我,始终二十四小时一天,
我已被推上历史的战车,想说一句等等都太晚
箭已上弦,子弹已上膛,发条已被拧紧
不容许再说一个不.
尽管我还半睡半醒穿着睡衣口干舌燥心怦怦直跳.
Feeling so old
Years pass like days
Fastly changing
So many ways
My eyes perceive
Yes I believe
In nothing more
Years pass like days
Fastly changing
So many ways
My eyes perceive
Yes I believe
In nothing more
或许那路上有小鸟歌唱,当我累了想休息时……………………………………