微风轻拂而过,夹杂着白玉兰醉人的芬芳。独倚树旁,望着那条充满怀念的小路,你的如花笑靥绽放在我眼前……初次踏入班级,大概是自己内心孤僻,总爱趴在桌子上,将自己的脸掩埋在一本本书中,不愿与他人交往。而你就坐在我的前面,一头长长的秀发,肆意地散落在我的桌上。你很开朗,课间,总能听到阵阵笑语从你口中传出,而上课时那专注的身影,也给我留下了很好的印象。 Breeze flicked, mixed with Magnolia intoxicating fragrance. Independence tree next to the tree, looking at that piece full of nostalgic path, your blossoming smile bloom in front of me ... ... For the first time into the class, probably his inner solitude, always loving lying on the table, his face buried in a In this book, do not want to deal with others. And you are sitting in front of me, a long hair, wantonly scattered on my desk. You are very cheerful, during the class, you can always hear bursts of laughter coming out of your mouth, and the focus of class that figure, but also left a good impression on me.