Gently I pick up a leaf and watch the sun shining through, its golden color is just my memories, the ridgy andbranched skeletons are roads in the campus.

• 轻轻拈起一片落叶，对着太阳细细端详，那昏黄的颜色，就是我回忆的颜色，那凸起的、分岔脉络，就象我曾经走过的路。