上大学时,当我在灯下聚精会神读书,灯常常突然就灭了。我多么恨那只拉开关的手,“咔嚓”一声,又从我的生命线上割走了一天。年龄越大,光阴流逝越快,但我好像越麻木了。一天又一天,日子无声无息地消失,就像水滴消失于大海。蓦然回首,我已在世上活了一万多个昼夜,它们都已经不知去向。自古以来,不知多少人问过:“时间是什么?它在哪里?”为了度量时间,祖先发明了日历,于是人类有了历史,个人有了年龄。年龄代表一个人从出生到 When I was in college, when I was concentrating on the lamp and studying, the lights were suddenly extinguished. How much I hate that switch that only pull the hand, “click ” soon, and cut away from my life a day. The older, the faster the passage of time, but I seem to be more numb. Day after day, days disappear silently, just as water droplets disappear into the sea. When I look back, I have lived in the world for more than ten thousand days and nights, and they have disappeared. Since ancient times, I do not know how many people asked: “What time? Where is it?” In order to measure time, the ancestors invented the calendar, so humans have a history, individuals have their own age. Age represents a person from birth to