若你来了

1203陈戬风

若你来了，请靠在一棵青色的枫树下面，

拿起一本属于我们的书，

朗诵属于我们的四季

第一章是青色的

“青枫枝干，犹有芒刺。”

跨入校园的我们，如同一块布满棱角的石头，难以触碰

烈阳之下，是绿色的军装拂去了身外的浮华；

微风之中，是稳健的太极净化出心中的空灵；

真诚不仅在我们的话语，且充斥着我们的行动。

第二章是翠色的

“青枫叶面，苍翠欲滴。”

步入校园的我们，如同一块未被剖开的原石，难以琢磨

课堂之上，是一页页细致的学习笔记成就了渊博的思想学识；

运动场内，是一次次注目的奋力拼搏赛出了强健的体魄雄心；

智慧不仅在我们的卷面，且更新着我们的思维。

第三章是碧色的

“青枫叶脉，错综雄浑。”

 深处校园的我们，如同一块渴望被雕琢的璞玉，难以鉴赏。

教育展上，是自由的梦想开启了我们的未来，是坚定的信念斩断了我们的焦虑；

邮件箱里，是一项项分数勾勒出我们的笑容，是一份份Offer堆叠出我们的幸福；

快乐不仅在我们的心中，且激荡我们身边的人。

枫红三年，叶旋漫天，

若说人生是一座华丽的书架，那么我们撰写的便是厚厚的一册诗集。

从叛逆到遵从，我们翻过的是一页页狂傲；

从羞涩到开朗，我们划掉的是一段段拘谨；

从懵懂到明晰，我们朗诵的是一句句真理。

当我们翻开最后一章，

映入眼帘的，是一片灿烂的枫红。

“秋之风华，片片红枫”，

落下的是一段段带不走的回忆，

成长的的却是一根根日益粗壮的枝干。

火枫不激， 燃云不熄

剑枝不避，直指天际！

若你来了，请靠在一棵红色的枫树下面，

拿起一本属于我们的书。

因为当你合上书抬起头，你将看到它的繁枝茂叶将蔓延苍穹

这片天空，有我们占领，

这片天空，由我们撑起，

这片天空，属于我们。

If you are here, please rely on under the towering maple,

          Pick up a book that belongs to us,

           The reading of the four seasons      

The first chapter must be turquoise green.

          "Growing with the thorns."  

          Be the fresh one in the campus, we are rough stones that are sharp-edged, it is difficult to approach the real us.           

 The green uniform brushed off our pride, dyed the skin into brown;

            Tai chi purify the vanity inside our hearts, us under the sun.;

           Sincerity is not only in our words, but also in our actions.

           The second chapter must be emerald green  

         "Stirring in the verdant."

          Be the energetic one in the campus, we are the gem hiding in the deep underground, elusive.

           The neat notes notice us about the knowledge, keep calm and study.

          The sports’ passion forge tenacity on our body, develop us be healthy     

         Wisdom are not only in academy, but also in our thinking.

           The third chapter must be olive green  

         "Rising with group."

        Be the mature one in the campus, we are the diamonds that need appreciation. 

           The dream of freedom leads us into the bright feature in education fair;  

         The offer of success mark the smiling on our face, draw the happy tear.    

        The joy is not only stay in us, but also around us.

“Red maple leaves all over the sky, spin”

          If we say that life is a magnificent bookshelf, so we write is a thick book.

          From rebel to follow, we turned a page of pride;

           From the shy to open, we crossed is a section of formality;

           From ignorant to clear, we read a sentence of truth.

When we open the last chapter,

          The eye, is in a bright red maple.   

         “Harvest in autumn ",

           left the memories,

           Taking step on the way to the future.

           See! The fire of maple leaf is burning out of the cloud

          The brunch of maple leaf is pointing the sky.

        If you are here, please rely on under the towering maple,

          Pick up a book that belongs to us,

          And you will close the book, and looked up,

          And you will see the sky.         

         The sky, which we will occupied,     

         The sky, which we will prop,

          The sky, which is belongs to us.