一他们总是在学校门前的巷口分开,她习惯站在那儿远远看着他瘦瘦的背影,在心里期待着也许可以再发生些什么,走进楼道之后总是很想再打电话给他,可是再见好像刚刚才说过。总有一种想要拥抱他的冲动,仿佛看看他静静的笑容,好像就可以是一整天的尽头。但他们还不是恋人。2007年北京的秋天,天空很蓝,风很大,落叶缤纷,走到阳光里温暖得好像被人抱了一下,踏进阴影里 They were always separated from the alley in front of the school and used to stand there looking at his skinny back, looking forward to what might happen again and always wanted to call To him, but goodbye as if just said. There is always an urge to hug him, as if to look at his quiet smile, as if it could be the end of a long day. But they are not yet lovers. Beijing’s autumn in 2007, the sky is blue, the wind is very large, colorful leaves, go to the sun as warm as if hugged a little, into the shadows