Out of the window, the rain falling, I quietly listening to the milk coffee \"more grow up more lonely. \"More grow up more lonely, more grow up more uneasy, will also have to open the protect your parachute, also suddenly understand the future road is not flat... \"Familiar and sad music touches my heart. Song, like the moonlight, pure bright and clean.
Under the rain, still, I took my umbrella, the walk to school. Walking alone in the wide road, his mouth humming the more grow up more lonely. I walked casually carrying an umbrella, a little boy was running directly hit and almost fell. I deadpan looked at him, he fly out big eyes said to me: \"elder sister, sorry! We play the game 'the police chased the thief, I am a policeman oh, running after the thief. Ah, the thief ran away! Wait for me, the thief! You have to wait for me, I will not play with you!\" Look at the little boy receding figure, I seem to see myself when I was a child, also with partners to play so happy. But now? Follow the \"friends\" are those thick practice. Look at the tortured by learning flustered, corners of the mouth evoked a bitter smile.
Umbrella together slowly, I want to feel this with childhood taste of the rain, touch and feel the cold rain with tenderness skin touching when the feeling, this is a kind of what kind of feeling? Bitter? Feel the liquid flow into his mouth, salty, I wonder if it is rain or tears.
The classmates always said I was too sad, like drizzle loathe to give up the blue sky, lingering, blurred. My wry smile, there is no answer.
\"The more grow up more lonely, more grow up more uneasy... \"When I was a child, always want to grow up quickly, grow up will be very fun, everyone have such idea, in the end, it is lost to time, we grew up, but not as happy childhood imagination. Like the rain, the sun came out, and a bright light will replace her lingering feelings, we grew up, sad will replace then fantasy.
More grow up more lonely. I'm really tired...
越長大越孤單，妳是否與我有同樣的感覺。
窗外，淅淅瀝瀝的下起了雨，我靜靜地聽著牛奶咖啡的《越長大越孤單》。“越長大越孤單，越長大越不安，也不得不打開保護妳的降落傘，也突然間明白未來的路不平坦……”熟悉而傷感的音符觸動了我的心弦。歌，像月光，清純明凈。
雨，仍下著，我帶著傘，慢步向學校走去。自己壹個人走在寬闊的馬路上，嘴裏哼著《越長大越孤單》。我漫不經心地舉著傘走著，被迎面跑來的壹個小男孩撞了壹下，差點沒摔倒。我面無表情地看著他，他撲閃著大眼睛對我說：“姐姐，對不起!我們在玩‘警察追小偷’的遊戲，我是警察哦，在追小偷。呀，小偷跑遠了!等等我，小偷!妳要不等我，我就不和妳玩了!”看著小男孩漸行漸遠的身影，我仿佛看到了自己小的時候，也是跟夥伴玩得那麽開心。但現在呢?如影隨形的“朋友”是那些厚厚的練習。看著被學習折磨的狼狽不堪的自己，嘴角勾起了壹絲苦澀的微笑。
慢慢地把傘合起來，我要感受這帶有童年味道的雨，感受冰涼雨水與帶有溫存的肌膚相碰觸時所帶來的感覺，這是壹種怎樣的感覺呢?苦澀嗎?感覺有液體流到嘴裏，鹹鹹的，不知是雨水還是淚水。
同學們總說我太傷感，就像是舍不得藍天的細雨，纏綿、迷離。我苦笑，沒有作答。
“越長大越孤單，越長大越不安……”小時候，總想快點長大，長大了會很好玩，每個人都有過這樣的想法，最終，卻都敗給了時間，我們長大了，但沒有兒時想象的那樣快樂。就像這場雨，太陽出來了，燦爛的光芒就會取代她纏綿的情感，我們長大了，傷感就會取代那時的幻想。
越長大越孤單。我真的是累了……