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后来别人问起我的时候,我始终都无法找到一个可以说明的理由。我喜欢你侧身转过楼梯拐角时,那副小心翼翼的样子;喜欢你与我并肩而行留在身后的长长影子;喜欢你肩上背包挂的那个小挂饰;喜欢你那头微黄的头发带着些许分叉;喜欢你抑扬顿挫地喊我的名字。这些都是我喜欢你之后的证据。喜欢一个人从来没有理由。如果有一天时间可以逆流而上,在漫漫时光里,我愿意倒回到与你在紫荆花下相遇的那一秒,我一不小心跌进你明媚的眸里。
Later when others asked me, I could not find a reason I could explain. I like the cautious look you get when you turn around the corner of the stairs; like the long shadow that you stay behind me with my side; the little pendant that hangs on your shoulder bag; the yellowish you like Hair with a little bifurcation; like you call my name cadence. These are the proofs I have after I like you. There is never any reason to like someone. If one day I can go upstream, in a long time, I would like to pour back to the moment you met under the Bauhinia, I accidentally fell into your bright eyes.