有一种淡淡的味道叫幸福。那是我的心灵所能感受得到的。我终于知道,一直是您让我享受着这幸福。那一刻,我的目光聚焦在了一双手上……您送我去学校。我走进电梯,手上拎着一只沉重的大包。可我并未觉得它有多重,也许是因为我在下意识地等待,等待您为我解脱。您匆匆锁好门,跟进了电梯,看见我手上的大包,连忙接了过去,这便是我等待的结果。电梯到了一楼,门开了,我走出去,回过头:您倾斜着身子,脚步 Have a faint taste called happiness. That’s what my heart can feel. I finally know that you have let me enjoy this happiness. At that moment, my eyes focused on a pair of hands ... you sent me to school. I walked into the elevator, carrying a heavy bag in my hand. But I do not think it has multiple, perhaps because I am subconsciously waiting for you to be free for me. You hurried to lock the door, followed up the elevator, saw my hand in the big bag, quickly took over, this is what I wait for. The elevator to the ground floor, the door opened, I went out and turned back: You lean body, footsteps