初识他时,我十六岁。那是一个懵懂的年龄,怀着无比兴奋好奇的心情踏进了我的新学校。开学那天,下着濛濛小雨,很美。新生及家长忙里忙外办着报名手续,我也穿梭于人群中。“唉,同学,请问财务室在哪?”我抬头,一个有些帅气又有些稚气的高个子男孩站在我面前。“往前直走就是了,我刚交过。”我轻轻回答。 When I first met him, I was sixteen years old. It was a naive age, marching into my new school with immensely curious feelings. School day, under the drizzle, beautiful. New students and parents busy outside the registration procedures, I also shuttle in the crowd. “Oh, classmates, where is the financial room?” I looked up, a tall, somewhat handsome and somewhat childish boy standing in front of me. “Just go straight ahead, I have just given. ” I gently answer.