初中那时放学很早,你总会拉我去学校里的树林看夕阳。你爱坐在双杠上,面朝阳光,嘴角留有明媚的笑,落日的余晖映在你的脸上,没有丝毫颓败。这个时候我总会看着你,你那样美好,就像烟火带着夺目的光。初二那年,你带给了我方向。你捧着新画作笑眯眯地看着我,纸上的漫画人物就好像活了似的,也正是这样,才让我下定决心追赶你的步伐。从此我有了一个梦想,一个有你与画的梦想。其实最初,我是不愿和你做朋友的。你太好, Junior high school was very early after school, you always pull me to see the sunset in the woods in the school. You love to sit on the parallel bars, facing the sun, leaving a bright smile on the lips, the setting sun shines on your face, without any disappointment. This time I always look at you, you are so beautiful, like fireworks with a dazzling light. On the second day of the second year, you gave me directions. You are holding a new picture Smiling at me, the cartoon characters on paper seems to live like, it is also so that I am determined to catch up with your pace. Since then I have a dream, a dream of you and draw. In fact, at first, I did not want to be friends with you. You are good