过去的记忆就像藤蔓,缠绕着我。一路走来,每一次相遇,每一个人,每一个故事,都连缀成我成长的足迹,都是一首首令人难以忘怀的歌……他“不走吗?车来了。”“嗯。”我踩着小碎步跟在他身后,低着头。他突然大叫了一声,猛地把我的肩一拉一拽,我还没来得及想发生了什么,大脑突然短路了一样,傻傻地望着他。他松开了抓住我衣服的手,放到了口袋里,对我说道:“小心点,前面有水坑,要在里面游泳吗?老师还在等我们上 Past memories are like vines, wrapping around me. Along the way, every encounter, every single one, every single story, all of which have been linked to my own footsteps of growth, is the first memorable song ... ”He said,“ Do not you go? The car is coming. ” “Um. ” I stepped on the small broken step behind him, head down. Suddenly he shouted, suddenly pulling my shoulder and pulling, I have not had time to think of what happened, the brain suddenly short-circuited, looked at him innocently. He released the hand that grabbed my clothes, put it in his pocket and said to me: "Be careful, there is a puddle in front of you and you want to swim in it. The teacher is still waiting for us