我们趴在三楼走廊的栏杆上,看柏油马路上的汽车由近驶远,最后变成黑点;我们安静地坐在教室内,在大风天气里,偶尔向窗外看一眼那大片被风吹得直摇晃的树,然后回头继续奋笔疾书;我们在教室、寝室和食堂间来回穿梭,偶尔在偌大的学校广场上,随着广播里缓慢恬淡的音乐漫步。无论朝日冉升,还是夕阳暖红,明媚的你们一直都在我的身边。 We lie on the parapet on the third floor of the corridor, to see the car on the asphalt road by far away, and finally into a black spot; we quietly sitting in the classroom, in the windy weather, and occasionally look out the window that was a large wind Straight shook the tree, and then go back to writing; we shuttle back and forth between the classroom, bedroom and dining hall, and occasionally in the huge school square, with the music slowly and strolling in the radio. Whether the rising sun or the sunset warm red, bright you have been with me.