一小段话的示好与挽留,我一个字一个字地敲出来,发送给你。在漫长的等待中,火车经过一个又一个山洞,信号像是淘气的孩子,躲在月亮的背后,总不出现。我有些着急,晃着手机,希望它振作些。当初,你一下子擒住了我的目光。瘦高的个子,站在人群里像一尊雕塑,不言不语,穿黑色的衣服,狡猾地笑。这其实又不是你,你是幼稚的,开幼稚的玩笑,自己却不笑;说幼稚的誓言,自己却不实 A short paragraph of good show and retain, I typed word by word, sent to you. In the long wait, the train passes one cave after another, the signal is like a naughty child, hiding behind the moon, does not appear. I am a little anxious, shaking the phone, I hope it cheer up. At first, you suddenly caught my eyes. Slim tall, standing in the crowd like a sculpture, silent, wearing black clothes, sly smile. This is actually not you, you are naive, naive joking, but they do not laugh; that naive vows, but they are not real