刚进入初中那阵子,我总喜欢在体锻课上兴高采烈地打球。但不知从何时起,便喜欢如淑女一样站在一边轻言细语了。不过是有意无意的搭话,我却脸颊绯红,眼睛不自主地寻找篮球场上那个活力四射的身影和那一头因狂奔而扬起的乱发。为何等不到他瞥向我呢?每想到这些,便觉害羞,又心有不甘,这算是在长大了吗?①这小小的心事如 Just entering junior high school that time, I always like to play happily in the physical training class. But I do not know since when, like like a lady standing on the side of the whisper. But intentionally or unintentionally, I got a flushed cheek, involuntarily looking for the energetic figure on the basketball court and the messy hair raised by the rush. Why can not wait for him to glance at me? Every thought of these, they feel shy, but also unwilling heart, which is grown up? This little mind