后来,我再也没有遇见过一个抱着吉他给我唱《生日快乐》的少年,可是他依然出现在我的世界里,让我念念不忘。1遇见陆长风那天,正是我17岁生日。夏日的傍晚还有温热的风,光线透过梧桐树的枝丫打在柏油路面上,留下一个又一个的光斑。四周散落的是欢声笑语,我一个人沉默离开。在拐角处,听到了一阵悠扬的歌声,我不知道歌名是什么,但是很好听。我转过身,便看见陆长风。他抱着吉 Later, I never met a boy with a guitar to sing “Happy Birthday”, but he still appears in my world, let me never forget. The day I met Lu Changfeng, it was my 17th birthday. There are warm summer winds in the evening, the light through the branches of parasol trees hit the asphalt pavement, leaving one spot after another. Surrounded by laughter, I left alone. At the corner, I heard a melodious song, I do not know what the title is, but it sounds good. I turned around and I saw Lu Changfeng. He is holding Kyrgyzstan