“灰色的天,你的脸,爱过也哭过笑过痛过之后,只剩再见……”伴随着放学的铃声,这首王心凌的歌曲缓缓飘荡在校园的每一个角落里。抬头望望天空,阴沉沉的,似乎就要下雨了。此时的我,心情就和这片昏暗的天空一样,没有一点生气。歌声随风而来,轻柔缓急,恰到好处。一个人漫步在空旷的操场上,不知不觉中还会随着旋律哼唱几句。微风吹过,拂起衬衣的一角,吹乱了飘逸的长发,也撩动了我心中那股莫名的伤感。无意间看到那本厚厚的影集,照片上一张张快乐的笑脸,让我不由得 “Gray days, your face, loved to cry also had a laugh over the pain, only goodbye ... ” accompanied by the school bell, the first song of Cyndi slowly drifting in every corner of the campus. Looked up at the sky, gloomy, it seems it is going to rain. At this point, I feel like the dark sky, not a little angry. Songs come from the wind, gentle emergency, just right. A person walking in the open playground, unwittingly humming a few words with the melody. Breeze blowing, blowing the corner of the shirt, blowing the elegant hair, but also flirted with my heart that kind of inexplicable sadness. Inadvertently saw the thick album, a happy smile on the photo, so I can not help but