窗外那串风铃那串正被微风吹动的风铃在阳光的日子中奏起了一首动听而又美丽的歌那是他转学时留给她的她总时不时地盯着风铃发呆她喜欢这串他亲手编织的风铃因为这串风铃也编织了他们一段美好的往事她一直将风铃高高挂起每当风铃响起她便想起了他想起那段美好的校园生活也因为 The string of wind chimes that was being blown by the breeze outside the window played a beautiful and beautiful song in the sunshine. It was the one she left for her when she transferred. She stared at the wind chime from time to time. She liked the string. The wind chimes weaved by hand woven a beautiful past for the wind chimes. She kept the wind chimes high. When the wind chimes rang, she remembered that he remembered the beautiful campus life.