黑蔷薇今天看到一个17岁女孩写的话:诗人的17岁是诗,画家的17岁是画,而我的17岁是落汤鸡!黑蔷薇细碎的笑出声,又是一个有趣的女孩子。然后黑蔷薇陷入沉思,黑蔷薇的17岁是什么??
Don't wait for a smile to be nice.
Don't wait to be loved to love.
Don't wait to be lonely, to recognize to value of a friend.
Don't wait for the best job, to begin to