我对他说过,我不喜欢他的蘑菇头。彼时,他正带着学生跑操。我站在场外高高的看台上,遥望我们的队伍。我们班是排头队,学生穿着白色主调的校服,跑动起来,像一整块白棋子在移动。跑到我跟前时,我才发现,他理过了头发。蘑菇型的发型像一把黑伞,上上下下地抖动。落下来的瞬间,又给脚步弹跳上去,让顺路的秋风逮住了,揪来揪去地作弄。后脑勺一会儿露出来,一会儿又给掩住了。他是我们班最大的个儿,也是我们班职务最高的。跑操时他的位置最是显眼,理出这样的发型, I told him that I do not like his mushroom head. He was running a student with him. I stood outside the tall stands, looking forward to our team. Our class is the first, the students wearing white tone of school uniforms, running up, like a piece of white pawn in the move. When I ran to me, I realized that he had his hair. Mushroom-type hair like a black umbrella, shaking up and down. Falling moment, but also to the foot bouncing up, so catch the autumn wind caught, pulling to pull to dig. The back of the head is revealed for a while, and for a while it is covered again. He is the biggest one in our class and the highest in our class. When running his position is the most prominent conscience, such a hairstyle,