思念在时光的对岸

篇一：时间的对岸

时间的对岸

我就在时间的对岸，站在这头，望向走过的那头，再弯转方向，走过时针与分针的交叉口，秒针已经停歇，分针代替了它的步伐，我只能紧步追赶。影子向前，留下我一人，在这无聊的路途上，有花，陪伴我面对传说中的洪荒，他们开在当年，现在??

明媚处，风铃响动。反光的玻璃将远来的光，翻译成挂满尘埃的吊桥。散落一地的回忆，慢慢拾起，从最旧的那张照起??

——题记

时间是一切的主宰，即使它冲淡一切仍有不断的浪漫，即使无法再身受，但回味无穷。就如花朵无言伴我左右。过去是殷红，圣洁的；此刻却是洁白，却近似浑浊的。时间洪流带走儿时毛茸茸的光晕，带走年少才有的曼妙体验，但那种情怀会一直保留，在心深处??

时间难留，覆水难收，花开似当年，昨日还在眼前。

洪流对面，我擎一串最红，伴着，继续追赶时针与分针的交叉口；

韶华已逝，我拈一朵最艳，见证时间带来的改变；

万花丛中，我捧一束最浅，来到“过去”的坟前，献上思念。

篇二：遗忘在时光背后的思念

They’re gone now.

他们已经走了。

I stood in the driveway and watched my grown children drive off into the distance. I looked down the road until I could no longer see their vehicles. 我站在车道上,看着我那些已长大的孩子驶远。我凝视着那路的尽头,直到再看不见他们的车。

“They live way too far away from me,” I said to myself. “When did they grow up and become parents of small children? Shouldn’t that be me?” “他们住得离我太远了,”我自言自语道,“他们什么时候长大且为人父母的?我不是才长大,才为人父母吗?”

I slipped back inside the house and just walked through the rooms for no reason in particular. I was just missing them already and looking for signs of their having been here. There were pillows on the floor where they had been tossed from the couch and a few stuffed animals lying around where the children had been playing.

我回到屋里,只是漫无目的地行走于各个房间里。他们才刚走,我就已经开始想他们了,只好在屋里寻找着他们曾逗留的痕迹。地板上的枕头是孩子们从沙发上扔下来的,一些布绒玩具动物正躺在孩子们之前玩耍的地方。

I smiled at the little fingerprints on my mirror. I didn’t wipe them off. I thought back to the time when I tried so hard to keep the fingerprints off the mirrors and doors when my children were small. Now, I wanted the

tiny fingerprints to stay so that I could see them there just a little longer. 我对着镜子上的小指印微笑,没去擦。回想起当我的孩子还小时,我竭力不让镜子和房门沾上指印。现在,我希望这些小指印都留在上面,好让我看久一点。

As I walked around the house, I picked up a few items on the floor and straightened a chair. I decided to sort through the toy box and I found a flying dinosaur, a skeleton, and a Frankenstein that had mysteriously taken up residence in my box of toys.

当我在屋里四处游走时,我捡起地上的一些物品,并把一张椅子摆正。我决定整理一下玩具箱里的玩具。而我发现了一只会飞的恐龙、一架动物骷髅,连弗兰肯斯坦这个人造怪物也不知怎的就神秘地跑到那玩具箱里了。

I walked into the kitchen and there on the back of the sink was a bottle brush that had been left behind. “Ah, even Tessa left something behind,” I announced. Well, I suppose she had help since she was just four months old.

我走进厨房,水池后面有一个被落下的洗瓶刷。“哈,连特莎也落下了一个东西,”我说道。噢,肯定是有人帮她刷瓶子给落下的,毕竟她只有四个月大。

“I wonder what else has been left behind,” I said out loud to no one in particular. My husband heard me and joined the search for things left behind.

“我想知道还有什么东西落下了,”我大声地自言自语道。我丈夫听见了我的话,也和我一块搜寻那些落下的东西。

It seems like every time our family gets together something is left behind. When I call my children to tell them what they have left behind I am usually told, “Oh, just bring it when you come,” “Keep it for me until I come back the next time,” or “Hey, I really need

that, would you mind mailing it to me?”

似乎每次我们家庭聚会,他们总会落下一些东西。每次我打电话告诉我的孩子他们都落下些什么的时候,他们通常会跟我说,“噢下次你来时给我们带上吧。”或者“帮我留着,下次我回去再取。”又或者“嗨,我急着用,能帮我邮寄过来吗?”

“Oh look! Here’s Tegan’s tooth,” I said to my husband as I picked up a ziplock bag with her name engraved on it. Tegan had a loose tooth and had managed to wiggle it out earlier in the day. “Now, she can’t put it under her pillow. I wonder if it will work if I put it under my pillow. The Tooth Fairy is going to be so confused!” I laughed.

“噢,看!这是泰根的牙,”我边捡起一个写着她名字的自封袋,边对丈夫说道。泰根先前有颗牙松了,今早她成功把它拽了下来。“现在,她没法把牙放在她的枕头下了。我想知道,如果我把它放在我的枕头下,那传说是否奏效。牙仙子会很困惑的!”我笑了。

I walked on around the house finding more things that had been left behind: a toothbrush, a ponytail band, an angel figurine, a pie pan, a

frozen teething ring in the freezer, and last but not least the insides of a turkey fryer.

我在屋里四处游走时发现了更多被落下的东西:一把牙刷、一根发带、一个天使小雕像、一个烙馅饼用的平底锅、一个放在冰柜里冷藏给婴儿长牙时咬的橡皮环,最后还有一个同样重要的炸火鸡用的油炸锅内胆。

I was really kind of enjoying myself. It gave me something to do, after they left, to take my mind off of missing them.

我还真的挺乐在其中的。这使我在他们走后有事可做,从而暂时摆脱对他们的思念。

Then my eyes teared up as I noticed the baby outfit beside the sink where it had been left to dry after spots had been scrubbed out of it. The little outfit, now stain free, reminded me of the trip to the emergency room with Rowan due to a gash on her head that was caused from a flower pot pulled over by her curious little fingers.

接着,留意到水槽旁晾着的那件污点已被洗净的婴儿服时,我满眼是泪。那件干净的小衣服让我想起了带罗温去急诊室那件事。那次,她用好奇的小手指拉倒了一个花瓶,碎片在她头上划开了一道很深的口子。

“Hmmm, things left behind…” I pondered to myself. It seems there is one thing that is left behind on every occasion. Memories are always left behind, I reasoned, and what a precious thing good memories are to us. I

thought how each item left behind reminded me of the person it belonged to and the story surrounding it. The insides of the turkey fryer that was left behind reminded me of the delicious Thanksgiving meal that we all enjoyed. The empty pie pan reminded me of Katie’s delicious pies. The angel figurine reminded me of the white elephant gift exchange game that we play every

year. Even the bad memory of Rowan’s injury reminded me of how frightened I was at the sound of her cry. It is a bad memory that turned into a good one as it reminded us of how precious little Rowan is to us. “嗯,落下的东西……”我陷入沉思中。有一样东西似乎每次都会被落下,那就是记忆,我寻思道,美好的记忆对我们来说是如此珍贵。我想着,每一件落下的东西如何勾起了我对物主以及相关故事的追忆。那个火鸡油炸锅内胆使我想起了我们都很享受的那顿美味的感恩节大餐;空空的烙馅饼用的平底锅使我想起了卡蒂的美味馅饼;天使小雕像使我想起了我们每年都会玩的“白象礼物交换游戏”;甚至关于罗温受伤的那段糟糕的记忆也使我想起了听到她的哭喊声时,我有多惊恐。这个糟糕的记忆之所以变得美好是因为它提醒了我,小罗温对我们来说是如此珍贵。

Memories happen even if we aren’t aware of it. The stressful and difficult moments often become memories that we look back on later with

laughter and joy. They are the stories of the future when one day someone will say, “Remember when ... ?”, and everyone laughs.

篇三：彼岸湖畔处,相思吟唱 美文

彼岸湖畔处，相思吟唱

我伫立在轮回，避与忘川湖畔，望彼岸湖水东逝，风月苍老，轮回驳影，在相思里吟唱离歌，歌吟成伤，断尽肠，容颜逝，忘川桥上落寞踪影，离愁细长，浅吟情思，你是我等待里的光阴，漫长而悠远，滴泪诗行，如影随形。满目忧伤，静等花明，相思泪，缘灭逝，孤影随风飘零，长发起，任由冷风轻抚，一经离别，苍老了我容颜，道不尽的沧海桑田，今朝，情燃复，思念依旧，花开又是一个佳期，丛蝶翩翩起舞，落花成伤，相思吟唱，经千年轮回，我已鬓发满头，你是我前世的牵挂，今生的思念。

夜风，过境的回忆，想念如此真切，我伫立与忘川湖畔，望尽天涯，星空的那边，有我到不了的牵挂，一种真切的思念，在清风里，如此的秃废，孤影随行，尽是离愁，影随愁，愁似酒，酒难入喉，一醉浑人，何时起，我早已经记不清，被酒醉后的眼，朦脓了泪，醉酒泪生眼，泪眼对泪烛，泪烛有相思，吟唱垂泪到天明；泪眼朦胧了昔日梦的旧约，梦中你可知，一笑千年，笑颜似花的容颜，回首间，让独悲无尽夜的漫长，让心碎明醒着眼眸，佯睡，你是我一直以来的梦中梦，若是天作梗，那么，思情画意只弄我这断肠人，回望里，无奈人不知，强笑饰强悲，相思歌不去，一吟千年。

牵挂如旧，往昔如梦，回首里一经千年，终究依是我到不了的乡泽，依靠在三生石旁，看彼岸花开未央，未曾遇见伊人，听，花落凋谢，吟一曲风花雪月，阕岁月静好如初，可少了你的相偎，梦里的烟火，淹没了我等待的流年，红尘路上，沧桑满袖，你把我浅浅遇见，淡淡忘记，相思泪虽深，可你知道吗？天涯苦远，等你无期，落花风残如秋，光阴里的漫长，

是无边苦海，隔岸？千帆过境，你怎可知，奈何桥上，我饮尽那孟婆汤刻下这悠远思念。归处何夕？我已思空悲切。就这样，独自守望了你千年的遥远，执着对你思念的火焰，轮回的终点，能不能不再见？寂寞的沧桑，染红思念的佳期，若断了柔肠？那么泪眼里的背影，还是隐藏着思念衣钵，我穿越了千年的忧伤，你将我的最后一滴泪埋葬。

曲终人散，黯然伤痕，夜是如此的深沉，想你如掌中明灯，零散了红尘里的一帘幽美，梦醒，泪朦胧，一程山水一程梦，梦醒沾枕，你怎能知晓，相思染上了寂寞的底色，随着夜风的沉默，暗明了月华，泪落，触动相思的心弦，浮华一生，淡忘成季。 回忆的空洞里，悲伤打乱相思的缠绵。 亦不见笑靥，落寞万千。终使 弦思华年，可年华恍然如梦。 亦如流水，去不返。抚琴歌华，在思念里，琴曲下柔下千千心结，一曲离歌，浅唱千年风霜，笑惹痴情，是红尘里注定的纠缠不休的宿命，凝望千年后，就算千帆过尽，因你，相思依依，想念如昔。秋水若上，驻守了渴望里酝酿几度千年光年，把温柔晃漾不熄，在短暂的深情里，呜咽成任风吹破的流光。还是把你在思念里，纠纠缠缠的想念。

晓风残月，彼岸繁花，是千年一开的盛艳，是一千年一落的断肠，花叶何寻，因果怎知？是缘分注定了宿命的生死，是浮华苍桑了生死的别离，终究还是逃不过伤感羽翼，繁华喧嚣了沉寂里的凄凉，终究还躲不过悲伤的苍凉，望去，蝶恋花丛，起舞多姿，忆起，十里长亭，你的翩翩舞姿，在思念在阡陌徘徊，古道轮回里的等待。泪眸千年，滴与孤独，同与寂寞，孤独共舞寂寞，前世擦肩，来生逢缘，思念在夜风中飞舞，相思在黑暗处嬉戏。你是我曾滴心痴想，想乱我情迷，梦醒时分，随风而逝，牵挂无言，相思无声。泪湿双眼，流淌心间，我的天涯，是迁移的一季的花落，就算守望季节里漫长的轮回变更，对影亦是相弃与两相，爱为思念而生，就算璨璨泪下，可流年里，残惜相思的太多的痛楚，繁花落尽自亦逝，落花成伤滴泪行，那悲伤里，无边的惆怅，饮尽满盅。

如花美眷，似水流年，一世长情纵万世空，唏嘘了相思里无边的喧哗，梦回千年，烟花绽尽，那一遇见，是宿命里劫，任我怎么去挣脱和脱离，依旧避不开想你的画意，相逢是遇见最深的美梦，深处，你是最靓丽的画，梦醒时，你是斩断我肠的尖刀，年华一梦，梦若如初，可我还是情愿回到过去，在幸福里相偎，就算未曾到终老，当情思尽，便是天涯离去之时，是我与你的天涯，是你与我的离别，满腔泪珠挂满了离别的不舍，随着清风，飘零了摸不见的踪迹，踪影荒凉，我亦无声衷肠，生生两望，站在天涯的彼岸，两端我们永远到不了的深沉，在时光的隧道里，似水年华的梦里，祭奠彼岸花盛开之时的相逢。

彼岸花开，忘川未央，我把短暂的缠绵，在飘零的轮回隧道里，枯萎了悠扬婉转的旋律，藏在你遗忘过的残梦里，以一个相思抒写的条件，轻吟地吟唱，思情的缠绵，恒古在彼

岸湖畔，你是我梦落的影子，时过境迁的思念，此时，彼岸花开，佳期又约，未见伊人，而我用一个不知名的状态，在岁月的蛊惑下，残留了牵挂里执着，宿命的折磨是我无法抗拒的伤疤，随声刻留下相思印记，触碰在心底最深的蠢动，泪水溢满双眸，放肆地恣意往下流，好似弦断之后，如泣如诉。 饮月千尺，相思湖畔，难以挥去一缕千丝，悸动心头，昔日的碎片续写成一生细读的忧伤，细数时光飞逝，经往事难忘，恒久的思念扯成根根丝长线，只恨寂夜难入眠，是谁洒下一地的牵魂梦绕，思念剪瘦一弯冷月，湖畔歌吟，相思吟唱苍凉。

今生今世，来生来世，颠覆了一场似梦繁华，若是情深缘浅，奈何我一世长情，若是无缘相见，为何展笑颜花，轮回几道间，菩提众生繁，惟独与汝相见，冥冥之中连连起来的线，三千世界里相牵心，若是有缘，就算缘分灰烬也会复燃，寂夜无声，灯花落，唯有无语把泪轻弹，千尺之雪，白发尽染，落寞的孤辰，乱了发梢，三生河畔，许了流年， 今生今世，来生来世，相思不尽，蝶花陨落，许你一世柔情，残缺月圆，凄美誓言，终是那一世花开，让相思吟唱千年花落。

静心凝眸，浅笑舒眉，是光阴的手抚摸了相思的苍凉，是梦的碎落碰触了相思的琴弦，在彼岸处，与悲伤并肩前行，路过三生湖畔的的岁月，岁月它会知道，知道了我全部的侠骨柔情，跟随你微笑氤氲的芳香，在彼岸湖畔处,相思吟唱，轻吟浅唱了漫舞飞扬牵挂，一帘文字化入梦，隔着山高水远，贪恋了你给予的那份柔情，一腔绵婉，翦翦我风情，因你思你，展露淡寂许久的笑靥，守一段细水长流的平淡，穿越流年，与你相偎相依，就算时光，它悄无声息的流逝，我也要带着相思的抚琴，游走在你的心情里，让你心暖暖的，感谢我，在你的轮回里，和我遇见，把这份缘分珍惜，感谢我的思念，让幸福陪伴温暖，与时光飞逝，与日月晖映，但愿在以后的日子里，我依然能拽着相思的抚琴，浅唱相思，让念你一路缱绻，一路同行。

彼岸湖畔，浅吟相思，夜风凄冷，伤曲恒古，飘酸一世长情的眷恋，思念踏轮回而来，滴滴流动在彼岸湖畔，纷纷扬扬落满空了半世疏离，一丝撕情画意，刻留下了吟唱的音符，印记在碰撞的心底，数不尽繁华万种，望不穿情所归依，就像飘来的云，散了天空，梦醒如初，如同一缕冷风来去无踪，昏暗的天空，孤雁几声长鸣，只剩飘渺得可怜的年华，在水墨里越泅越瘦，暗香浮动、繁花落尽，花落之后，未必是安宁，浅笑安然，看月光，焚轻狂，回眸双影，奈何单枝凉。谁言有情胜无情，忆过往，泪双双，红尘痴狂，叶飞，独自落泪，红色的美，却没有谁能体会，人生之若是初见，又何必承受人走茶凉的心疼。

原创作者/夜聆离殇

篇四：遗留在时光背后的那份思念

遗留在时光背后的那份思念

They’re gone now.

他们已经走了。

I stood in the driveway and watched my grown children drive off into the distance. I looked down the road until I could no longer see their vehicles.

我站在车道上，看着我那些已长大的孩子驶远。我凝视着那路的尽头，直到再看不见他们的车。

"They live way too far away from me," I said to myself. "When did they grow up and become parents of small children? Shouldn’t that be me?"

“他们住得离我太远了，”我自言自语道，“他们什么时候长大且为人父母的？我不是才长大，才为人父母吗？”

I slipped back inside the house and just walked through the rooms for no reason in particular. I was just missing them already and looking for signs of their having been here. There were pillows on the floor where they had been tossed from the couch and a few stuffed animals lying around where the children had been playing.

我回到屋里，只是漫无目的地行走于各个房间里。他们才刚走，我就已经开始想他们了，只好在屋里寻找着他们曾逗留的痕迹。地板上的枕头是孩子们从沙发上扔下来的，一些布绒玩具动物正躺在孩子们之前玩耍的地方。

I smiled at the little fingerprints on my mirror. I didn’t wipe them off. I thought back to the time when I tried so hard to keep the fingerprints off the mirrors and doors when my children were small. Now, I wanted the tiny fingerprints to stay so that I could see them there just a little longer.

我对着镜子上的小指印微笑，没去擦。回想起当我的孩子还小时，我竭力不让镜子和房门沾上指印。现在，我希望这些小指印都留在上面，好让我看久一点。

As I walked around the house, I picked up a few items on the floor and straightened a chair. I decided to sort through the toy box and I found a flying dinosaur, a skeleton, and a Frankenstein that had

mysteriously taken up residence in my box of toys.

当我在屋里四处游走时，我捡起地上的一些物品，并把一张椅子摆正。我决定整理一下玩具箱里的玩具。而我发现了一只会飞的恐龙、一架动

物骷髅，连弗兰肯斯坦这个人造怪物也不知怎的就神秘地跑到那玩具箱里了。

I walked into the kitchen and there on the back of the sink was a bottle brush that had been left behind. "Ah, even Tessa left something behind," I announced. Well, I suppose she had help since she was just four months old.

我走进厨房，水池后面有一个被落下的洗瓶刷。“哈，连特莎也落下了一个东西，”我说道。噢，肯定是有人帮她刷瓶子给落下的，毕竟她只有四个月大。

"I wonder what else has been left behind," I said out loud to no one in particular. My husband heard me and joined the search for things left behind.

“我想知道还有什么东西落下了，”我大声地自言自语道。我丈夫听见了我的话，也和我一块搜寻那些落下的东西。

It seems like every time our family gets together something is left

behind. When I call my children to tell them what they have left behind I am usually told, "Oh, just bring it when you come", "Keep it for me until I come back the next time?" or "Hey, I really need that, would you mind mailing it to me?"

似乎每次我们家庭聚会，他们总会落下一些东西。每次我打电话告诉我的孩子他们都落下些什么的时候，他们通常会跟我说，“噢，下次你来时给我们带上吧。”或者“帮我留着，下次我回去再取。”又或者“嗨，我急着用，能帮我邮寄过来吗？”

"Oh look! Here’s Tegan’s tooth," I said to my husband as I picked up a ziplock bag with her name engraved on it. Tegan had a loose tooth and had managed to wiggle it out earlier in the day. "Now, she can’t put it under her pillow. I wonder if it will work if I put it under my pillow. The Tooth Fairy is going to be so confused!" I laughed.

“噢，看！这是泰根的牙，”我边捡起一个写着她名字的自封袋，边对丈夫说道。泰根先前有颗牙松了，今早她成功把它拽了下来。“现在，她没法把牙放在她的枕头下了。我想知道，如果我把它放在我的枕头下，那传说是否奏效。牙仙子会很困惑的！”我笑了。

I walked on around the house finding more things that had been left behind: a toothbrush, a ponytail band, an angel figurine, a pie pan, a frozen teething ring in the freezer, and last but not least the insides of a turkey fryer.

我在屋里四处游走时发现了更多被落下的东西：一把牙刷、一根发带、一个天使小雕像、一个烙馅饼用的平底锅、一个放在冰柜里冷藏给婴儿长牙时咬的橡皮环，最后还有一个同样重要的炸火鸡用的油炸锅内胆。 I was really kind of enjoying myself. It gave me something to do, after they left, to take my mind off of missing them.

我还真的挺乐在其中的。这使我在他们走后有事可做，从而暂时摆脱对他们的思念。

Then my eyes teared up as I noticed the baby outfit beside the sink where it had been left to dry after spots had been scrubbed out of (来自:WWw.SmhaiDa.com 海达范文网:思念在时光的对岸)it. The little outfit, now stain free, reminded me of the trip to the

emergency room with Rowan due to a gash on her head that was caused from a flower pot pulled over by her curious little fingers.

接着，留意到水槽旁晾着的那件污点已被洗净的婴儿服时，我满眼是泪。那件干净的小衣服让我想起了带罗温去急诊室那件事。那次，她用好奇的小手指拉倒了一个花瓶，碎片在她头上划开了一道很深的口子。 "Hmmm, things left behind…" I pondered to myself. It seems there is one thing that is left behind on every occasion. Memories are always left behind, I reasoned, and what a precious thing good memories are to us. I thought how each item left behind reminded me of the person it belonged to and the story surrounding it. The insides of the turkey fryer that was left behind reminded me of the delicious Thanksgiving meal that we all enjoyed. The empty pie pan reminded me of Katie’s delicious pies. The angel figurine reminded me of the white elephant gift exchange game that we play every year. Even the bad memory of Rowan’s injury reminded me of how frightened I was at the sound of her cry. It is a bad memory that turned into a good one as it reminded us of how precious little Rowan is to us.

“嗯，落下的东西……”我陷入沉思中。有一样东西似乎每次都会被落下，那就是记忆，我寻思道，美好的记忆对我们来说是如此珍贵。我想着,每一件落下的东西如何勾起了我对物主以及相关故事的追忆。那个火鸡油炸锅内胆使我想起了我们都很享受的那顿美味的感恩节大餐；空空的烙馅饼用的平底锅使我想起了卡蒂的美味馅饼；天使小雕像使我想起了我们每年都会玩的“白象礼物交换游戏”；甚至关于罗温受伤的那段糟糕的记忆也使我想起了听到她的哭喊声时，我有多惊恐。这个糟糕的记忆之所以变得美好是因为它提醒了我，小罗温对我们来说是如此珍贵。

篇五：岁月的风翻动了多少思念的篇章

岁月的风翻动了多少思念的篇章

岁月的风，封不住年少的记忆；吉他的音，奏不尽风华正茂的友谊。一份默契，丰富了往昔的日子，写下了最真的友谊，铭刻在了心底最深处。生活中，我们在哀叹生命的不幸，在等待希望的瞬间，时间像一只顽皮的小精灵窃笑着与我们擦肩而去。我们都这样离散在岁月的风里，回过头去，却看不到曾经在一起的痕迹。那些年我们一起走过的青春，在时光里幸福地笑开了花。时间一天一天地过去，童年的无忧无虑早已如梦般散去；少年的浪漫往事，也伴随着日历飘逸在岁月的风中。少年时代，即便是忧伤也裹着明媚。那些我们曾经热爱，却在岁月的风中逐渐被遗忘的时光，一度成为梦里的期待。

随着岁月的渐行渐远，每个人都在慢慢长大，再慢慢变老。如同一朵花，从花蕾，在经历了春风的吹拂下渐渐绽放枝头，在经历了夏季的阳光怒放后，便开始进入秋季，渐渐开始凋零，这是一个过程，一个生命成熟的过程。过程我们无法逃避，但我们可以让这个过程慢一些，长一些，让这个过程依然如年轻时一般优雅美丽动人。几十年以后，回过头来才发现，原来我们都被时光给骗了，谁说青春是一朵永不凋零的花。谁相信谁就是傻瓜。正午的阳光里，我们迎着岁月的风开始慢慢老去，容颜里开始落满沧桑。几十年以前的记忆，早已经被这世界糟踏成碎片，血肉模糊。岁月的风轻轻抚过我干黑的脸。无月亮的夜晚 ,思想的翅膀找不到了回家的方向。我用明澈的双眼遥望天际的黑暗,我用孤高的灵魂呼唤自由的梦想。我把深邃的思想放逐……

岁月的风，带着阵阵清香和暖意，在时光里静静流淌。在山谷里，在小溪边，在林荫中，都能享受到岁月带来的恬淡和温馨。当你静心回头望时，就会感到岁月带给你的淡泊与馨香，悠远而绵长。岁月的风，穿透了时光的美丽和疼痛，青丝变白发，沧海变桑田弹指一挥间，斑驳了谁的容颜？很少有人能记得自己父亲年轻时的样子，即使那时你已记事。在你成长进程中，你对自己关注要胜过其他，而当你终于意识要仔细端详他的样子时，岁月的风刀已把他雕刻成了一个中年男人。岁月的风慢慢飘远，历经尘世多少磨难。岁月的风，翻动了多少思念的篇章，吹落了多少离人的眼泪；光阴的雨，打湿了多少来时的路，打湿了多少过客的衣裳。当我们一天天在长大之时，母亲却被无情的岁月带走了一缕缕青丝，那曾光滑如镜的面容也在岁月的风中，悄然衰老，额头的一道道皱褶，记录的仿佛就是

母亲为我们付出的无数辛劳。

白云为每一个平凡变幻多姿，微风为每一个平凡留下的清爽，太阳为每一个平凡照出一个明亮的天地。正是无数个平凡的日子组成了我们多彩的一生，正是无数个日子组成了这个灿烂的世界。你让岁月的风，将挡在我路上的顽石风化，在崎曲中铺一条永生的路，并使它为我延伸不止。如果说故乡的歌是一支清远的笛，那自己便是那个吹笛人，把故乡的思念吹满，在故乡的炊烟里，多陪伴父母，他们要的不多，只是多点儿女的陪伴。许多时候，路过的风景，那时候的天空，那时候的千纸鹤，它已经会随着岁月的风慢慢流逝，却不料在某个宁静的夜晚，又温柔地浮起，把曾经的幸福藏在那千对纸鹤中。

在岁月的风中，我们迎面而上，看朝露晨曦，看夕阳落晚。也许，当岁月的风，将沧桑吹上我的脸，入了我的心那一刻起，我便真的老了。也许，当时间一晃转瞬即逝，一切已成过往烟云之时，如今的烦恼可能便化成那时的淡淡一笑。我们都这样离散在岁月的风里，我想牵着你的手，一直走，逃离这颗星球，我再也不会奋不顾身的去爱一个人，喜欢，就是喜欢他能带给你的快乐。然而，所有岁月的风，不仅能吹淡你我心中的情，也能冷却你我的心；时光的手，不仅能模糊你眼中的我，也能淡忘我心中的你。曾经，在额济纳旗遇到一对丹麦老夫妻，在银色的月光下，头发斑白的老夫妻，在白色的蒙古包前，燃起烛光品着红酒，相互注视含情的双眼。让周围的人们觉得好浪漫温馨，好有情调。这种浪漫只专属一生都手心相牵的爱人，与年老无关，比年轻人的浪漫更多了几分持久与温情。 冬去春来，耋耄老去，岁月的诗行在北国雪飘中蜿蜒至远方，不复归来。这些漫长而又平淡的时光，好像这个故事永远都不会结束，因为我一直在岁月里安静的等待，回忆起我们的曾经，它都站在记忆里。不是所有的相遇或邂逅，都能在岁月的风里，晾晒成一份充实而又温暖的收获。太多的相遇，只不过是匆匆过客，擦肩而过，无声又无息、无影又无踪。如行走在各自平行的轨迹，注定不会交汇。我抬望眼，看风吹过天空了然无痕，我的双眸里，盈满泪水有湿意落下。不经意间四季更迭，不知已是几个轮回，石壁上的字迹在岁月的风里消失殆尽。感佩岁月的风刀，割去所有天真与烂熳。不过，成熟在另一头悄然生长。而回眸处，你的笑靥如花，你的容颜似水还是那般清晰。原来，于你我还是未曾忘却……

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