在春暖花开的季节,我的思绪随着春雨飘落,气温的忽冷忽热,飘忽到那一年的春天。我和小妹都在大城子中学读着初中,校园内外细雨纷飞,湿冷冷的。中午,为了让胃里暖和些,我拉着小妹准备去校门口一个小吃店,去吃碗烩饼,虽然奢侈了些,(*^__^*)嘻嘻……,毕竟这样一来,我和小妹就要干吃两天的馒头了。到处都湿漉漉,坑坑洼洼的地面,积留下不同程度的春雨。当我和小妹缩着脖子在水洼间蹦跳着,接近校门口时,我看到一个熟悉的身影,一下子拉住了妹妹,同时发声 In the spring season, my thoughts fall with the spring rain, the temperature of hot and cold, drifting to the spring of that year. My sister and I are studying junior high school Ayuthaya junior high school, inside and outside the campus drizzle, wet cold. At noon, in order to make the stomach warm, I took the little girl ready to go to school in front of a snack bar to eat stewed bread cake, although extravagant, (hei hehe, ... ..., after all, My sister and I will eat two days of bread. Everywhere is wet, bumpy ground, leaving a different degree of spring rain. When I and my sister shrink necked in the pudgy bouncing, approaching the school gate, I saw a familiar figure, suddenly pulled her sister, and voice