在灯下偶尔散步,会看到影子。略有些模糊的轮廓,漆黑的色彩,虽并不是太引人注意,可每一个人一出生就带着它,直至入土。影子在左,影子在右,它是我的好朋友。我望着影子,不禁陷入了深深的回忆。多年前的一个夏天,我在同学家里玩,估计得有一天一夜没回家。晚上,一声响亮的喷嚏,把我从美梦中惊醒。我忽然想到了。一想二骂。。可,又有谁想我呢?我不知道。只觉是我身边最亲的人,最关心我的人,最呵 Occasional walking under the lamp will see the shadow. Slightly obscure outlines, dark colors, though not too noticeable, can be worn by each individual as soon as they are born, until they are buried. The shadow is on the left and the shadow on the right. It is my good friend. As I looked at the shadows, I could not help but fall into deep memory. One summer many years ago, I was playing in my classmate’s home and it was estimated that I wouldn’t be home one night. At night, a loud sneeze roused me from my dream. I suddenly thought of it. I think two times. . Yes, but who miss me? I don’t know. I feel like the closest person to me, the person who cares about me most,