四年也好,一年也罢。感叹的是在这绿茵红墙中,与你相处的时光所带给我的喜怒哀乐……“只剩78天了啊,再去78次教室你们就解放喽!”转椅上的你伸了个懒腰,轻松的语气却让我异样的难受。“快得很。”你莞尔一笑。此般的亲和笑容若放在半年前初遇那天,我定瞠目结舌。九月,秋风扫过落叶。身为学校中最高龄的一届,要起带头作用。新学期早早到了校,等着我的是更换老师的消息。怀揣着各式各样的猜测,强有力的 Four years, a year worth mentioning. Sigh is in the red walls of this green, get along with you when I brought the emotions ... ... “Only 78 days left, go to 78 classroom you liberated myself!” Swing chair on your Stretched, relaxed tone made me feel uncomfortable. “Very fast. ” You smile. Such kind of affinity and smile on the first met six months ago that day, I will stagger. In September, autumn wind swept over the leaves. As the school’s oldest session, to take the lead. The new semester arrived early school, waiting for me to change the teacher’s message. With a wide range of speculation, powerful