3月14日阴那年的青春,那场梦。那年的青春,有点酸涩又有点甜,如梦一般。那时身为乖乖女的我,很少出去玩,只是坐在属于自己的位子上,只是爱趴在桌面上发呆,同学们见面也是淡淡的一笑,便擦肩而过。上课的时候,眼角的余光总是看见有人在看我,但每次转脸,便看不见了,当时只是笑自己 On March 14th, the youth of that year, that dream. The youth of that year was a bit sour and sweet, and it was a dream. At that time, as a prostitute, I seldom went out to play. I just sat in my own seat. I just fell in love with a daze on the table. The students met with a faint smile and passed by. When I was in class, the corner of my eye always saw someone looking at me, but every time I turned my face and I couldn’t see it, I just laughed at myself.