有人说:“雨下过,总会潮湿一些记忆。”于是,在盛夏午间的一场暴雨后,我眺望着窗外的梧桐树,突然想起了你。萝卜,你好吗?尽管已是许久未见,可我却一点儿也没淡忘你的样子:圆润的小脸上,镶嵌着黑如墨玉般的双眸,扑闪扑闪的睫毛,张扬而充满活力。嘴角边的两个小酒窝顽皮可爱,使整个人都洋溢着真挚与美好。虽然你一直强调不许叫你萝卜,可谁让你姓罗呢?何况,这样叫你,让我觉得温暖而亲切。着实已不记得与你第一次相见时的情形,只记 Some people say: “After the rain, there will always be some memory wet. ” So, in the midday afternoon a heavy rain, I looked out the window of the plane trees, I suddenly remembered you. Radish, how are you? Although it has not been seen for a long time, but I did not forget you look at it: a little round face, black inlaid as black eyes, fluttering eyelashes, publicity and full of vitality . Two small dimples near the mouth of naughty playful, so that the whole person filled with sincere and beautiful. Although you have always stressed that you are not allowed to call your radish, who can make your surname Luo? What’s more, I call you so that I feel warm and cordial. Really do not remember the first time you meet with the situation, just remember