那年夏天,我到北京打工,在一个企业做打字员,工资不多。我从家里带来的钱就要花光了,当时真是贫穷潦倒,但那又是我最快乐的日子。因为我结识了一个男孩,他叫书航,他和我一样是辽宁人。我们的相识很俗套,记得是因为往公交车上挤,他踩了我的脚,然后他连说好几 That summer, I went to Beijing to work as a typist in a business with little salary. The money I brought from home was running out of control. I was really impoverished, but that was my happiest day. Because I got to know a boy, he called book flight, he and I are Liaoning people. Our acquaintance is very clichés, remembering because we were crowded into the bus, he stepped on my feet, and then he even talked