我永远记得那个傍晚如血般的残阳,你站在逆光处,我看不清你的脸,你的身影被夕阳勾勒出金色的边。你拍了拍我的肩膀说:“以后谁欺负你,找我!”那有点像电影里的镜头。可是,岩勇,我不喜欢那样的你。是的,我不喜欢你变成每天放学站在校园门口冲女生打口哨的那些男生里的一员,我不喜欢你的青春就这样戛然而止。那不应该是你的人生。我知道你听我说“人生”这个词时嘴角一 I will always remember that night as the bloody blood of the sun, you stand in the backlight, I can not see your face, your figure sketched by the sunset golden edge. You patted me on the shoulder and said: “Who bullied you later, look for me!” That’s a bit like the footage in the movie. However, Iwane, I do not like that you. Yes, I do not like you becoming a member of the guys whistling at the school gate every day after school on campus. I do not like your youth to stop like that. That should not be your life. I know you heard me say “life” when the word mouth one