那时,17岁,穿塑料的白凉鞋和带蓬莲袖的连衣裙,胆小,腼腆,从不敢看男同学,至多一眼,然后慌忙逃开。学校的食堂是简陋的,吃饭是拿着白色的搪瓷饭缸,到台子前排队。女生只有一支队伍,而男生有四支,因为学校里男生较之于女生多得严重。每次排队时,邻近的那支男生队伍里,总有一个安静的男生,和她一道,一寸寸随着队伍往前移。她记得每次到食堂里打饭时,总看见那个男生站在食 At that time, 17-year-old, wearing white plastic sandals and dress with a pine-sleeved sleeve, timid, stupid, never dare to see the male students, at most glance, and then hurried away. School cafeteria is simple, eating is holding a white enamel rice bowl, to line up in front of the table. There is only one team of girls and four boys, because boys have more serious problems than girls in school. Each time you queue up, there is always a quiet boy in the neighboring boys’ team, with her, one inch wide as the team moves forward. She remembered every time she went to the canteen to eat rice, always saw the boy standing food