向左走,是卑微而忧伤的我;向右走,是忧伤而卑微的我;向前走,是充满信心的我。——题记我是一个忧郁的孩子,喜欢一个人孤独地看天,一言不发地躺在绿茵上,满眼是淡蓝色的哀伤。其实我的孤独不在看天的时候,写作业时的我才是真正为自己的学习重负感到哀伤。那早已僵化的思维,那因长时间握笔已深度凹陷的中指,面对一堆复杂的符号,那种忧伤、郁闷是不为人知的。我几乎要崩溃了,除了自己没人能看到真正的我。 Go left, humble and melancholy me; walked to the right, is melancholy and humble; walk forward, full of confidence me. - Inscription I am a melancholy child, like a person alone to see the sky, lying on the green without a word, eyes full of light blue sadness. In fact, my solitude is not looking at the sky when I was homework writing is really sad for their own learning. That already rigid thinking, that because of a long time holding a pen has been deeply sunken middle finger, the face of a bunch of complex symbols, the kind of sadness, depression is unknown. I almost collapsed, no one except myself can see the real me.