1月22日晴时间风干了写满字迹的试卷,却没有风干那些单纯的记忆;岁月送走了年复一年的青春,却让时光给我们留下了完美的印记。每当带着微笑和遗憾隐隐回想起当年的时侯,你永远都在!在我的世界里,那些跳动的时刻依然鲜活,一页页生活的篇章,依旧散发着少年的气息和青春的芬芳。那年夏天,我们带着一脸稚气,撷着一份单纯而来,素不相识的两个人就这样一点点变成了手挽手的好姐妹。开心了,只会在操场上你追我赶,生气了也只 On January 22, the time was spent on the papers that were full of handwriting, but the mere memories were not dried up. The years gave away the youth year after year, leaving the time to leave a perfect mark for us. Whenever with a smile and regret faint memories of the year when, you are always! In my world, those beating moment is still alive, page life chapter, still exudes a young atmosphere and youth fragrance. That summer, we took a look of childish, pick a simple, untouchable two people so little by little into a good sister holding hands. Happy, you will only chase me in the playground rush, angry only