樱桃又红透了,带着晶莹的露珠,红润饱满,那么诱人。摘一颗放在嘴里,竟然这么酸,酸到我流出眼泪,你清秀的面庞,在泪光中浮现。我们初次见面就是在樱桃树下,你和我一样喜欢吃樱桃。那天,我们聊得很投机,像两个重逢的老朋友,直到天色渐晚,才依依不舍地离开。新学期开学,老师点名时,一声清脆的“到”如此熟悉,我扭头一看,竟然是你。你也不顾老师和同学诧异的目 Cherry and red, with crystal dew, ruddy full, so attractive. Pick one in the mouth, even so sour, sour to my tears, your handsome face, in tears. We met for the first time under the cherry tree, you and I like to eat cherries. That day, we talked very speculative, like two old friends reunion, until it was late, only to leave reluctantly. The new semester, the teacher named, a crisp “To ” so familiar, I turned to look, turned out to be you. You also ignore the eyes of teachers and students surprised