我是个喜欢春天的人。我渴望着春天里的微笑,渴望一个人,背着那一刻该有的心情,仰起脸,静静望着蓝天的方向。然后告诉自己,春天来了。是的,春天来了。不管有没有准备,不管还有多少牵挂让你的心沉甸甸,不管有没有爱或被爱,总之春天来了。是时候说服自己,忘掉一些事了,忧伤的季节已经过去,而一个可以给你更多理由开心微笑的时刻,悄然从你无意识的等待中,来了。我从学校走回去,洗把脸,然后对着镜子里的自己,微笑。这个春天,我的第一个微笑,一定要送给自己。我也似乎已经相信了,那个 I am a man who likes spring. I long for a smile in the spring, longing for a person, carrying the mood I had at that moment, raising my face and looking at the direction of the blue sky. Then tell yourself that spring is coming. Yes, spring is coming. No matter whether there is no preparation, no matter how much worry about your heart heavy, whether or not there is love or be loved, in short, spring is coming. It’s time to convince yourself and forget about something, the sad season is over, and a moment that gives you more reason to smile happily, quietly from your unconscious wait. I walked back to school, washed my face and smiled at myself in the mirror. This spring, my first smile, must be given to myself. I also seem to have believed it, that