教学楼里,我们的教室旁,挂上了班牌。班徽,印上去变成了一只羽毛杂乱的翅膀,我记得那是我画的,是一只只有三片羽毛的翅膀,曾经青青喜欢却让我嗤之以鼻。也许那种翅膀真的很漂亮,一如我当时怀着不可名状的心情画上回忆里的某些象征。只可惜,印上去变成了红色的,面目全非。 Teaching building, next to our classroom, hang the class card. Bancun printed to become a messy wings of the feathers, I remember that it was my painting, is only a three wings of feathers, ever loved to make me scoff. Perhaps that kind of wings are really beautiful, just as I was drawn with some unspeakable mood in the memory of some of the symbols. Unfortunately, it has become a red printed, beyond recognition.