原来,生命的任何季节,都会有落叶。初见惊艳,再见依然似乎每个人的青春里都有点秘密。我的也是。而且是关于你的。真的没有想到还能再看见你,亲爱的默凡。这是一个晴朗的午后,还是在这熟悉的母校。你的身边还有一个高高瘦瘦的男孩。你们走过了楼下那个旧花坛,绕过了那棵青翠欲滴的老松树,沁心园里那铺满了落叶的石子路正在等着你们的涉足。我看到你在向他微笑。就 It turned out that any season of life, there will be leaves. First seen amazing, goodbye still seems everyone’s youth are a little secret. mine too. And about you. Really did not expect to see you again, my dear Mova. This is a sunny afternoon, or in this familiar alma mater. There’s a tall, skinny boy beside you. You walked downstairs that old flower bed, bypassing the verdant old pine trees, Qin Xin Yuan that covered with deciduous gravel road are waiting for your foot. I saw you smiling at him. on