初中永远是成长中的脸孔,他们都说那是睡不够的时候。也想着睡着了或许会多做几个梦,好过无数玻璃杯的心愿在无声中落空。桌上会贴上曾经深深爱过的话,用最倔强的口吻重复自己的感受。而夏日午后最湛蓝的天空,会让我想起那双会说话的眼,爱笑的眸子,褐色 Junior high school is always growing face, they say it is not enough time to sleep. Also think of asleep may be doing more than a few dreams, better than the wish of countless glasses in the silence. The table will be affixed with words once loved deeply, with the most stubborn tone to repeat their feelings. The most clear blue sky in the afternoon of summer afternoon, reminds me of those pairs of talking eyes, laughing eyes, brown