微熹的雾霭中,你温暖的侧脸,一去不返。柳条折尽东荘飞尽,借问旅人,归不归?——题记少年,这个词似乎如血液流动在我的体内,如空气一样存在于我的过去与将来。他们给了我太多的回忆与憧憬,以至于很久后的现在,我仍然铭记在心。生命中第一次出现可以称之为“少年”的人,是在很小的时候。爸爸收了名学徒,他是在大学假期时到我家的。已然不记得他是在哪所院校就读 Micro-Xi haze, your warm side face, gone. Wicker folded to make the East to fly, ask the traveler, return? - title juvenile, the word seems to be the same as the blood flow in my body, as the air exists in my past and future. They gave me too much memories and longings, so long after now, I still keep in mind. For the first time in life, what can be called “juvenile” is at a very young age. Dad got an apprentice, and he came to my house on college leave. Already do not remember which school he is studying