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爱是天时地利的迷信,喜欢一个人,哪里需要那么多理由。我只知道,当我还是个分不清玫瑰和蔷薇的小女孩时,他就在我生命里了。一白马啸西风BAIMAXIAOXIFENG我清楚地记得那年的银杏叶是从十月开始落的。我穿着黑色的小外套,有毛线小球的中靴,一跳一跳地踩在阳光投在大地的光斑上。那时候我有点儿小聪明,上课认真听课,放学从来不做作业,每天都往“有间小屋”里蹿。我正沉迷于织一条灰黑色的格子围巾,但是我手很不巧,织一排错一排,最后就只有端一条小凳子在人家铺里坐着,随时向老板娘请教。
Love is superstitious, like a man, where you need so many reasons. I only know that he was in my life when I was a little girl who could not distinguish roses and roses. A white roar West Wind BAIMAXIAOXIFENG I clearly remember that year's ginkgo leaves fall from October. I wore a small black jacket, wool balls in the boots, hopped in the sun on the light spot on the earth. At that time I was a bit clever, class seriously listening to class, never do homework, every day to “have a room ” inside. I am addicted to weaving a gray-black plaid scarf, but my hand is very unfortunately, weaving a row of rows of mistakes, and finally only the end of a small stool sitting in shop, always consult the boss.