窗前的向日葵微微摇曳着,向着太阳,浴着微风,释放出淡淡的清香,清香里氤氲着脉脉的情谊……晓露,你还好吗?晓露曾是我的好朋友,我们比邻而居。她家窗前种满了向日葵,像朝霞,像阳光,像希望。记不清为什么,我们成了好朋友,向日葵般的朋友。我们同年同校,自然要一起上学,一起放学,一起嬉笑,一起疯狂,生活好不快乐!我们像阳光下的向日葵般绽放着灿烂的笑容。四个月,八个月,一 Sunflowers in front of the window swaying slightly, toward the sun, bathing in the breeze, the release of a touch of fragrance, Fragrance rick the veins ... ... Xiao Lu, how are you? Xiaolu was my good friend, we are neighbors And home. Her window is full of sunflowers, like the glow, like sunshine, like hope. Can not remember why, we became good friends, sunflower-like friends. In the same year, we had to go to school together, get out of school together, laugh together, we went crazy together and we were not happy. We were like bright sunflowers like sunflowers. Four months, eight months, one