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若干年后，当他在一个暮雨潇潇的黄昏回想起二十岁那年的河南之旅，是否还会如当初那样涕泪滂沱，痛彻心扉?他或许无法忘记在异乡的小旅馆独对空镜，轻抚泪痕的场景，他逼视着镜子中那个面容憔悴，满鬓斑白的无名老人，渐渐撕下被时光之水倒流之后涉足的印记所刻下的证明其曾经年轻过的标识，在岁月面前，任何时段的人来人往都如白驹过隙转瞬即逝，唯独川流不息的人海中最为鲜明落寞的孤寂面庞，由接近风的深情目光渐渐过滤凸显，成为亘古永存的伤心特写。他还记得在商丘举目无亲的闹市街头，留下一个个落拓仓促的背影；这座建在茫茫华北平原上的小城，城市布局四四方方，然而市容市貌却肮脏不堪，遍地垃圾。当原先所有蓄积已久的期待被现实的惨淡逐个击破，他开始了一段心灵接受历练的单程约会。在芒山景区，管理员大妈的一个特殊优惠，游客免费让他搭乘的一次顺风车都使他感动不已。在开封游览铁塔公园的那个暮雨绵绵的傍晚，当游客尽皆散去，唯独他愣愣地对着被微风轻轻托起的空荡荡的秋千，形影相离，失魂落魄，想聚集满园草坪上沁出的雨珠，来覆盖彻头彻尾的伤痛；这些年来，他已习惯了一个人走路，一个人吃饭，乃至一个人旅行，却无法适应去承受一个人的孤寂，一个人的悲苦，当他再次注视那些看过无数次的相片，竟出奇地发现他仿佛回到了大半年前初次收到她相片时的观感，她确实并不好看，可是他为什么还会不顾一切，视死如归地踏上去河南的列车？难道真是压抑多年的情感需要一个冲破罗网的宣泄？以爱的名义，以青春的追求，还是以年轻的冲动作为原谅自己的借口?时至今日，他已无需一个确切的答案，青春绽放的火花只绚烂一季，无论衬照的那一片天空之晴雨，无论那一抹娇霞之妍媸！

他依旧会在春天莺声呖呖的清晨置身于万木齐鸣的小树林，随意踱步，泠然不语，在夏天烈日高照的午后盘坐在荫蔽绵延的树下，轻啜香茗，茫然自语，在秋天乱叶纷飞的傍晚小立举目萧索的空庭，唏嘘冷凝，凄然哽咽，在冬天遍地荒寒的小木屋中抚今追昔，悄然落泪，四季的变迁也在不断变幻不同色调的奏鸣曲，他能做的，只是在一片空旷浩大的寂然中守望宁静。即使春季氤氲的水汽将他完全湮没在一片凄迷的雾海，夏季粲然的骄阳将他完全包裹在一片滚烫的火海，秋季绚烂的晚霞将他覆盖在一片恢宏的金海，冬季漫天的雪花将他消宁在一片壮丽的银海，他依然能透过不为外力阻碍的心的起搏穿过模糊的时光，在心灵的跳动中感受历史的温度和岁月的纯度。

她走了，带走了他心中最后一片叶子；他走了，拾起了一整个秋天的落叶。

热泪回流，冷雨如注，血管中的潜流暗涌再也不可阻遏地冲破堤坝，不知何处箫声渐起，断肠声里，乱红千片，雨后黄昏，他的心情已无处可置。

他似乎又回到了十八岁那年的生日，当时他已休学在家数月，四月末的空气中竟裹挟寒风阵阵，他独坐在孤寂的小房间，静候午夜的来临，因为那天的每一分每一秒对他而言，都是痛苦的煎熬和漫长的期待，尽管当晚父母回家时给他带来了丰盛的饭菜，可是在零点钟声敲响的那一刻，他还是在纸张上留下一句蹩脚的诗行--------

零点的钟声终于敲响

世界再也不存在喧嚣与纷攘

细细品味独属于我的这一刻

泪落千行 点亮了胸前五彩的生日蛋糕
我知道这篇散文比较长，难为各位了，所以设定了2道同样的200分，同样在这个区，你可以复制过去，然后400分双手奉上，谢谢~

Answer 1

Several years later, when he was on a drizzly evening Muyu recalled that twenty years of Henan trip, if they would like the original as torrential tears that broke our hearts? He might not forget the small hotel in a foreign land alone on the empty mirror , stroking tears the scene, he stare in the mirror that gaunt, gray temples full of unknown elderly, gradually torn off after being involved in time of the reverse flow of water carved the mark of the proof of the identity of their young once, in the years before any time of the coming and going are as fleeting fleeting, with the exception of the most distinctive stream of sea lonely lonely face, soulful eyes from near the wind gradually filtering highlighted as Everlasting sad features. He remembered in Shangqiu unaccompanied downtown streets, leaving a hasty one unconventional back; this built in the town on the vast North China Plain, the city layout of the boxy, but the appearance of the city was dirty, trash everywhere. When the original expectations of all the stock has long been a bleak reality one by one break, he began a spiritual experience that one way to accept appointment. In the Mount Hill area, the administrator of a special offers aunt, visitors take a free ride him all that he moved. Tower Park in Kaifeng tour that Muyu rain the evening, when the tourists foes dispersed, except he was the breeze gently Leng Leng hold up against the empty swing, overwhelmed by the phase off, driven to distraction, wanted to gather on the lawn garden Perspiration started out of the raindrop, to cover out-of pain; these years, he has used a man walking, a person to eat, and even a person traveling, but can not adapt to bear the loneliness a person, a person's misery, when he watching those who have watched countless times again, photos, actually surprising to find that he seemed to back half a year ago when the first impressions received her photos, she does not look good, but why he still desperate, unafraid of death to set foot on to Henan Train? Is it really depressed for many years to break through the emotional needs of a web of catharsis? The name of love to the pursuit of youth, or young, the impulse to forgive myself as an excuse? Today, he has no exact answer, the spark of youthful bloom season just gorgeous, no matter that a liner according to the sky rain or shine, be it a touch of Yan Jiao Xia, ugly!

He still cracking cracking in the early morning spring Yingsheng million wooden gongs exposure to small trees, random pace, Ling However, without a word, according to the Xia Tianlie afternoon at the high rolling hunkered down under a tree shade, Qingchuai tea , a loss to himself, in the autumn leaves swirling chaos of the evening look desolate small stand empty court, sadly condensation, sad sobs, over and over deserted and cold in the winter cabin in the Here and now, quietly shed tears, the changes are constantly changing seasons in different colors the sonata, he can do is be silent in the vast empty space in a quiet watch. Even if the mixing of water vapor in spring and complete oblivion him in a sorrowful Wu Hai, beaming in the sun in summer will be fully wrapped him in a boiling sea of fire, the gorgeous autumn sunset covered him in a magnificent Gimhae, winter snow filled the elimination of his Ning Yinhai in a magnificent, he was still able to force through the obstacles of the heart is not pacing through the fuzzy time, beating in mind the historical experience of years of temperature and purity.

She left, taking a leaf out of his mind last; he is gone, picked up an entire autumn leaves.

Back tears, rain, such as injection, blood vessels no longer an irresistible undercurrent undercurrents to break through the dam, I do not know where to study on three gradually, the heartbroken sound, Luanhong one thousand, after the rain the evening, his mood had nowhere to home.

He seems to be back eighteen birthday, when he had dropped out at home for several months, in April at the end of the cold wind blowing in the air actually coerced, he was sitting alone in the lonely little room, wait for midnight to come for that day Every minute, every second for him, is a long painful suffering and expectations, even though the parents came home that night brought him a hearty meal, but in that moment the clock struck zero, he In the paper the poem left a bad --------

The bell has finally sounded the zero

Hustle and bustle of the world no longer exists and numerous throw into confusion

I belong to savor this moment alone

Tear drops on her chest and thousands of colorful lights line

Answer 2

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