独自一人,穿过那喧嚣的城市,目光定格在一座名叫“心情故事”的影楼前。一位女孩甜甜的倩影跃入我的眼帘。照片下醒目地写着“让我们来完成您的心情故事”。我不由心动了一下,正想抬脚迈进去又被另一个想法回绝了,那些美丽而浪漫的心情故事,永远只属于那些靓丽的女孩,而我这只丑小鸭怎会有心情故事呢?意识到自己驻足得太久,匆匆地跑开了。 Alone, through the noisy city, his eyes are fixed in front of a studio called "mood story". A girl's sweet shadow jumped into my eyes. "Let's finish your mood story" is prominently written under the photo. I can't help but feel moved. I just want to step in and be rejected by another idea. Those beautiful and romantic mood stories always belong to those beautiful girls. But how can I have the mood story of this ugly duckling? Realizing that he had stopped too long, he ran away in a hurry. 回到家里,我拿起书歇斯底里地读了起来,眼角的泪,竟没有理由地淌了下来。因为我很丑,所以我不敢在外边多停留一分钟;因为我很丑,所以我不敢昂首挺胸地迈步;因为我很丑,所以我不敢给自己留下那美妙的瞬间;因为我很丑,我甚至不敢拥有自己的心情故事……我就因此而沉沦吗?我就该背着这个沉重的包袱抛洒青春吗?不!我不能!我要用知识来充实自己,用智慧来塑造自己,让自己脱颖而出。长相是父母给的,是上天注定的,但我坚信:上帝在关上大门的同时,也给你开了扇小窗。那扇小窗便是我人生中的唯一的希望。所以,无论怎样艰险,我都要找到它,推开窗,爬出去,相信窗外会有一片蓝蓝的天空,那是属于我自己的。 |