放学铃声清脆地响起来了。日头西沉,彩霞满天,教学楼沐浴在晚霞中,像是被镀上一层美丽的光环。小樱桃闷闷不乐地走在放学路上,大懒从后面赶上来,手里拿着两个冰激凌,递给她一根,问道:“小樱桃,干吗闷闷不乐的啊?来个冰激凌!”小樱桃接过来,还是低着头叹气:“大家都有一个坚定的理想,而我的理想从来没有超过一个星期的,好发愁啊……”“我觉得你将来做娱乐记者就不错嘛!”大懒坏笑着说。 School ring ring loudly. The sun sets, Choi Ha sky over, the teaching building bathed in the sunset, like being plated with a beautiful halo. Little Cherry walked sadly on the way to school, large lazy catch up from behind, holding two ice cream in his hand, handed her a, asked: “Little cherry, why sullen ah? To an ice cream! Cherry picked up, or head down sigh: ”Everyone has a firm ideals, and my ideal has never been more than a week, to worry about ah ... “ ”“ I think you will be good entertainment reporter in the future ! ”Big laughed and laughed.