柠檬味的清新她像一个长不大的孩子,脸上总是带着笑容。她像一个带着柠檬味的朋友,给人带来芒果色的阳光。记得那是初一的早读,我在拖地,或许是因为拖得太认真,或许是心思飞了出去,一个不留神,差点儿擦上了老师的鞋子。还好老师反应快,我正愣着时,她微笑着说:“虫虫早上好,拖地呐。”我结结巴巴地回答着,心里却像得了什么大奖似的。记得那次课前拍照,她像朋友一样搭着我的肩,笑容是那样灿烂,而我,一面对镜头就浑身直冒冷汗,笑容假得不得了,正不知所措间,她神不知鬼不觉地 Fresh lemon flavor she grows like a child, his face always with a smile. She is like a friend with a lemon flavor, giving mango-colored sun. I remember that early morning reading, I am dragging, perhaps because drag too seriously, perhaps the mind fly out, an inattentive, almost rubbed the teacher’s shoes. Fortunately, the teacher responded quickly, I was stunned, she smiled and said: “Bugs good morning, mopping na.” I stammered replied, but my heart was like won something like. I remember that class before taking pictures, she was like my friend over my shoulder, the smile is so brilliant, and I, while the camera was covered with cold sweat, smile, very fake, are overwhelmed, she did not know God Ghostly