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放学路上我轻松哼着自己写的词还记得,那是我十四岁写的词。我还记得那时原雾说会唱给我听,我们在同一所学校,但不是同一个班级,原雾比我大一岁,在我心里一直是邻家大哥哥的温柔形象。如同下雨时的避难所,是最好的朋友,是志同道合的知音。
“Why not? ”
“Sooner or later
We will all open our arms to embrace this beautiful but not so good world
Alright at least now I still love this beautiful world
I said, "come on, storm, hit me when I was young and young."
Escape from the bitter sea and not be a slave to society
Life is a bold rush forward, what's wrong with falling down
I said, don't be hit by reality
Go to be your own God, leave this world full of hypocrisy, don't care, go to find your own romantic soul
Whatever they say
Break through the darkness and be the first dazzling light before dawn”
“英语不错"
“你怎么在这!"我心想,羞耻死了!
怎么也没想到会这么快遇见。
唱的也不是很大声啊,说完脸便不禁的羞红了,顺着耳根下去粉红扑扑的,原雾上前搂住了我的脖子:
“池池,想我了吗”
“别闹”
原雾勒住了我的脖子,用一种威逼的眼神瞪着我:
我被勒的深咳了几下,脸更是红的发烫:
“想...想了!”我结巴了。
一边走着,原雾便讲道:
“池池,我...好像有喜欢的人了”