恍惚之间想到曾经的很多人、很多事儿,很多青涩的、似乎已经忘记但现在想起来的时候仍历历在目的过往。想起高中的一些女孩子们。我们曾在一个园子里,都留着清爽帅气的小短发,有时候会一起瞧瞧教学楼一楼小黑板上谁又不幸被通报了;我们一起奋斗一起努力,单纯而又美好。这其中,我尤其珍爱两个女孩儿的真挚与深切。我们曾经一起穿梭在苦涩的高中年华。她们都有一个恬静文雅、墨迹余香的名字,也有各自一段一个人的爱情——在那个忙碌拥挤的园子里,用遥远的眼神默默注视着另外一 Trance think of a lot of people, a lot of things, a lot of Sentimental, it seems to have forgotten, but now remembered still vivid in the past. Think of some girls in high school. We were in a garden, have a cool and handsome short hair, and sometimes together look at the small blackboard on the first floor of the teaching building who unfortunately was informed; we work hard together, pure and beautiful. Among these, I especially cherish the sincerity and profoundness of the two girls. We used to shuttle in the bitter high school years. They all have a quiet, elegant, inky name, and a love of their own - in that busy, crowded garden, with distant eyes watching silently the other