窗外,天高云淡,可我的内心却犹如波涛一样翻涌。桌上,安静地躺着一封浅绿色的信笺,上面是小澜清秀的字迹和略带忧伤的文字:菲儿,当你拿到这封信的时候,我已经离开这里,踏上了去大西北的火车。本来是想当面跟你告别的,可是我真的不知道该怎么张口跟你说。回忆那些在一起的点点滴滴,我真的舍不得离开你,但是因为父母工作调动,我不得不走。菲儿,或许是因为我们属于同 Out of the window, the sky is clear, but my heart is like the waves of the same surging. On the table, lying quietly on a light green letterhead, above is the small handwriting handsome and slightly sad words: Mayfair, when you get this letter, I have left here, embarked on Northwest train. Originally wanted to personally bid farewell to you, but I really do not know how to open mouth to tell you. Memories of those bits and pieces together, I really want to leave you, but because of parental mobility, I had to go. Mayfair, perhaps because we belong to the same