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弟弟上小学的时候,我上初中。一条马路,北边是初中,南边是小学。上课的铃声彼此都可以听到。一段时间,小学放学早,弟弟总是和他的几个同学在我们校门口等我。他穿的衣服是我妈妈手工做的,他最喜欢黄军装,四个口袋,还有用红布绣上去的领章,裤腿很高。有洗后缩水的缘故,也因为他正长个子,穿一个季节,衣服就变短了。他们手背在后面,整齐地站在墙下的阴凉处,用眼睛在涌动的人流中寻找我。远远地看到我,便微笑着,手放下来,往前走一点,又退回去,怯怯地等着。
When my brother was in elementary school, I was in junior high school. A road, north of junior high school, south of primary school. Class ringtones can be heard from each other. For some time, primary school early morning, my brother and his classmates always wait for us at the school gate. His clothes were made by my mother by hand, and his favorite yellow suit, four pockets, and a collar embroidered with red cloth had high leggings. After washing because of shrinking, but also because he is a long man, wearing a season, the clothes become shorter. They stood behind their backs, neatly standing in the shade of the wall, searching for me with their eyes in the surging stream of people. Looking at me afar, I smiled, hands down, walked a little further, and retreated, timidly waiting.