枯萎的温柔
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枯萎的温柔
4天前
成年人行
夜阑窗畔键盘响，三盏咖啡味已凉。
母讯叮咛催添裳，指尖唯答“莫牵肠”。
晨挤地铁如沙丁，汗渍犹沾旧衬衫。
上司声催方案急，咬包奔路红灯拦。
便利店隅暂蜷身，热柜包子忆童真。
风透玻璃红眼底，忙拭泪痕怕人闻。
加班深夜独乘梯，镜里青黑印难移。
夜宵摊前徘徊久，房贷催款又上眉。
雨日独行任雨滋，伞柄紧攥掌温迟。
碎绪拾来缝又补，无人可依自撑持。
偶得周末贪酣睡，或向公园看弈棋。
细碎晨光柔暖意，漫将辛苦作勋章。
从来成人无易路，藏起脆弱着征裳。
且待明朝曦光起，再携坚韧赴新场。
枯萎的温柔
4天前
The Adult's Journey (A Poetic Version)
By the window at midnight, the keyboard clatters on;
Three cups of coffee have lost their warm aroma.
Mother’s message urges, “Add clothes for the cold”;
My fingers only reply, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
At dawn, the subway’s packed like sardines in a can;
Old sweat still stains the collar of my shirt.
The boss’s voice hurries, “The plan’s due soon”;
I run with a bun, but a red light blocks my way.
In the convenience store’s corner, I huddle for a while;
Steamed buns in the warmer bring childhood to mind.
Wind seeps through the glass, reddening my eyes;
I wipe my tears fast, fearing strangers might find.
Late at night, I take the elevator alone;
Dark circles under my eyes won’t fade, shown in the mirror.
I linger by the late-night food stall, then sigh—
The mortgage reminder weighs heavy on my mind.
On rainy days, I walk, letting rain soak my shoulders;
Gripping the umbrella tight, my palms hold faint warmth.
I pick up my broken moods, stitch them back slowly—
With no one to lean on, I stand strong on my own.
Sometimes on weekends, I sleep in, long and sound;
Or go to the park, watch chess, see kids run around.
These tiny rays of light, soft and warm,
Chase away the tiredness, calm my worried heart.
Adulthood’s never an easy, smooth road to take;
We hide our fragility, wear armor for the day.
When tomorrow’s first light breaks through the sky,
We’ll hold our courage tight, and face the new day.
枯萎的温柔
4天前
成年人的静音模式
主歌1
凌晨两点的窗还亮着微光
键盘敲完第几个方案的框架
咖啡续到第三杯 早没了醇香
手机里弹出母亲消息：“天冷加衣裳”
指尖悬在输入框 半天只回“别牵挂”
地铁早高峰挤成沙丁鱼的模样
衬衫领口沾着昨夜没洗的汗渍
上司的语音还在催“十点前要答复”
咬着面包跑过路口 红灯亮得刺眼啊
预副歌
偶尔会在便利店角落 蹲下来发会儿呆
看着热柜里的包子 想起小时候妈妈的早餐
风从玻璃缝钻进来 吹红了眼尾
赶紧抹掉痕迹 怕被路人看穿 那点狼狈
副歌
我们都在崩溃里 学着自愈啊
把没说出口的委屈 偷偷咽成疤
一盏灯 一碗热汤 就是治愈的魔法
闭眼深呼吸 明天又能 笑着出发
成年人的世界 没有容易的说法
只能把脆弱打包 藏进深夜的铠甲
等晨光漫过窗台 又能撑起 坚韧的骨架
告诉自己 再难 也会过去啊
主歌2
加班到深夜 电梯里只剩自己的倒影
镜面映出眼下的青黑 像褪不去的印记
楼下的夜宵摊还冒着热气 摊主在收拾桌椅
犹豫着要不要买份炒粉 又想起这个月的房贷日期
回家路上 影子被路灯拉得好长
耳机里循环着老歌 突然就红了眼眶
想起毕业时说的“要活成想要的模样”
低头看看现在的自己 只剩满身的匆忙
预副歌
偶尔会在下雨天 故意放慢脚步
任由雨水打湿肩膀 当作无声的哭
伞柄攥得发紧 掌心的温度
慢慢捂热那些 快要冻僵的 坚持和奔赴
副歌
我们都在崩溃里 学着自愈啊
把没说出口的委屈 偷偷咽成疤
一盏灯 一碗热汤 就是治愈的魔法
闭眼深呼吸 明天又能 笑着出发
成年人的世界 没有容易的说法
只能把脆弱打包 藏进深夜的铠甲
等晨光漫过窗台 又能撑起 坚韧的骨架
告诉自己 再难 也会过去啊
桥段
也曾在深夜里 翻遍通讯录找不到人倾诉
也曾把摔碎的情绪 一片一片捡起来缝补
后来才明白 每个人都有 各自的辛苦
没人能一直依赖 只能自己 成为自己的支柱
会在周末的清晨 睡个久违的懒觉
会在傍晚去公园 看老人下棋 孩子奔跑
那些平凡的瞬间 像细碎的星光
慢慢照亮 藏在心底的 柔软和向往
副歌
我们都在崩溃里 学着自愈啊
把没说出口的委屈 偷偷咽成疤
一盏灯 一碗热汤 就是治愈的魔法
闭眼深呼吸 明天又能 笑着出发
成年人的世界 没有容易的说法
只能把脆弱打包 藏进深夜的铠甲
等晨光漫过窗台 又能撑起 坚韧的骨架
告诉自己 再难 也会过去啊
尾声
等到某天 回头望
那些走过的难 都成了勋章
原来所谓成长 就是一边受伤
一边学会 把生活 过成想要的模样
枯萎的温柔
14天前
Looking Back on Half a Life
Time slips away and takes its toll; cherries redden, plantains turn green. Before I know it, half of my life’s journey has quietly unfolded. In the long river of these years, we set sail with dreams, stumbled and rose again, weathered storms and trials. Now, pausing to look back, the people and events of the past—some as vivid as yesterday, some as faint as dissipating smoke—have all become indispensable nourishment for our lives.
When I was young, I always thought the days ahead were endless, as if boundless possibilities waited just around the corner. My heart was full of curiosity and longing for the world; I ached to venture far away, to chase those distant yet glowing dreams. Back then, I was like a fledgling bird, eager to break free from the nest’s constraints and soar into the vast sky. I burned the midnight oil for an exam, tossed and turned for someone I admired, gave my all for a competition. Every tiny goal became an unshakable belief in my heart, propelling me forward with courage.
Yet life is never all smooth sailing; the path of growth is strewn with thorns. As I grew older, I gradually realized the world would not always bend to my will. Once, I thought hard work could win me everything, but reality repeatedly doused me with cold water. Some dreams, in the face of harsh reality, eventually shattered; some people, amid the tides of time, drifted apart as we walked. The gulfs I once thought impassable, when viewed in hindsight, turned out to be no more than shallow shoals along life’s journey. The farewells that once wrenched my heart are now accepted, lingering as a faint sadness deep in my memories.
In these half a lifetime, we have also gained many precious things. We gained sincere friendship—friends who lent a hand in hard times are like stars in the night sky, lighting our way forward. We gained sweet love—the one willing to walk through life hand in hand gave us warmth and strength. We gained the responsibility and commitment of family; seeing our parents’ aging figures, a flood of gratitude and regret welled up in our hearts, and we finally understood the mission we bore. These precious emotions, like bright gemstones inlaid in our lives, have become our most valuable treasures.
With half my life gone, I am no longer that naive youth, but have grown more mature and steady. I no longer fret over trivial matters, no longer chase illusory things blindly; instead, I have learned to cherish what is right in front of me. I understand that life is full of disappointments, and have learned to stay optimistic in adversity, facing life’s challenges with a smile. I also realize that the meaning of life does not lie in fame and success, but in feeling the beauty of life with all my heart, loving those around me, and doing what I love in this limited time.
Standing halfway up the mountain of life, looking back on the road traveled, the laughter and tears, successes and failures of the past have all become bygone days. Ahead, there is still a long way to explore. In the days to come, there may still be storms, but we are no longer afraid. For we know that no matter what difficulties we face, as long as we hold fast to our dreams, we will have the strength to move forward. May we keep our original intentions in the rest of our journey, hold fast to our love for life, and move forward bravely to write the wonderful story of our own lives.
枯萎的温柔
20天前
人间一趟
回首每段来时的旅程
伤口再疼也笑着藏锋
朝暮里奔波 把疲惫紧绷
却被现实轻轻按进泥泞中
浑身的伤都自己扛
没有谁能做我的避风港
为碎银几两 撞遍了南墙
委屈咽进喉 苦酒浇愁肠
生活磨我几分沧桑
把真心刻得百孔千疮
我拼尽所有 想活成晴朗
为何风里雨里总跌撞
青春一晃 散成旧时光
岁月悄悄 催得人慌张
钱没挣到 家也没顾上
怎么才算 不负这一趟
回首每段来时的旅程
伤口再疼也笑着藏锋
朝暮里奔波 把疲惫紧绷
却被现实轻轻按进泥泞中
浑身的伤都自己扛
没有谁能做我的避风港
为碎银几两 撞遍了南墙
委屈咽进喉 苦酒浇愁肠
青春一晃 散成旧时光
岁月悄悄 催得人慌张
钱没挣到 家也没顾上
怎么才算 不负这一趟
枯萎的温柔
20天前
A Journey Through Life
Looking back on every stretch of my journey,
I hide the pain with a smile, though it’s burning.
Chasing days and nights, tiredness weighing heavy,
Yet reality still pulls me down into the muddy.
All my wounds I bear alone,
No safe harbor to call my own.
For a few pieces of silver, I’ve hit every wall,
Swallowing grievances, drowning sorrows in wine’s thrall.
Life has worn me down with years,
Left my true heart riddled with tears.
I’ve tried my best to live in the sun
枯萎的温柔
21天前
二十二的重量（撕心裂肺版）
（主歌1）
凌晨三点的灯！还攥着我不放！
肩膀像被钉死！动一下就喊疼啊！
泡面汤早凉透！连热气都逃亡！
地铁门夹着我！往生存里撞！
（预副歌）
房租单揉成团！砸在满是灰的床！
妈说“别太累”！我却不敢搭话！
怕一开口就哭！像个没用的娃娃！
二十岁的日子！怎么全是挣扎！
（副歌）
这重量！快把二十二的骨头压垮！
每口气！都呛着快熬不住的怕！
谁能递杯热汤！谁能抱我一下！
问我！是不是！快撑到极限啦！
（主歌2）
深夜的风好冷！刮得我眼泪炸！
手里攥着体检单！红杠像道伤疤！
客户催单的电话！快把我逼疯啦！
想蹲下来哭啊！喉咙却堵得慌！
（副歌）
这重量！快把二十二的骨头压垮！
每口气！都呛着快熬不住的怕！
谁能递杯热汤！谁能抱我一下！
问我！是不是！快撑到极限啦！
（尾句）
就算闯出那片天！又能怎么样啊！
现在的我！真的！快扛不住啦！
枯萎的温柔
24天前
怒放的生命（臻选版）
曾经多少次在低谷里仰望
曾经多少次让遗憾成过往
如今我已挣脱迷茫的网
要让生命每寸都闪耀锋芒
我想要怒放的生命
就像雄鹰翱翔在万里穹苍
就像骏马驰骋在无垠草场
拥有撕裂阴霾的力量
曾经多少次被风雨阻挡
曾经多少次把执着深藏
如今我已点燃心中的光
要让每个明天都超越过往
我想要怒放的生命
就像朝阳穿透了破晓的霜
就像繁花绽放在荒芜山岗
拥有改写命运的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就像巨帆破浪在汹涌海洋
就像星火燎原在沉寂土壤
拥有震撼世界的力量
曾经多少次被风雨阻挡
曾经多少次把执着深藏
如今我已点燃心中的光
要让每个明天都超越过往
我想要怒放的生命
就像朝阳穿透了破晓的霜
就像繁花绽放在荒芜山岗
拥有改写命运的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就像巨帆破浪在汹涌海洋
就像星火燎原在沉寂土壤
拥有震撼世界的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就像朝阳穿透了破晓的霜
就像繁花绽放在荒芜山岗
拥有改写命运的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就像巨帆破浪在汹涌海洋
就像星火燎原在沉寂土壤
拥有震撼世界的力量
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