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回忆像一个七彩盒，里面有你 的酸甜苦辣，它们像七颗水晶，映照 着往事，当我把那颗淡青色的水晶 捧在手中的时候，青苹果似的酸味 就涌上心头。 升入初中就和她成了同桌，进 入新环境后的孤独和无所适从使我 们一见如故，对彼此产生了浓厚的 兴趣。她心细如丝，我则心粗如杵， 丢三落四；当我沮丧时，她像一个天
Memories resemble a colorful box containing your ups and downs. They are like seven crystals that reflect the past. When I hold the light blue crystal in my hand, the green apple-like sourness comes to my mind. When I entered junior high school, I became the same person with her. When we entered the new environment, loneliness and incompetence led us to see each other and became interested in each other. She was as meticulous as she was, and I was as rough as I was. She was lost; she was like a day when I was depressed