小芳: 我又回到了故乡。故乡的那座小土坡上,十岁的你长眠不醒,伴着你的,只有荒凉和幽静。五年来,我曾无数次自问:你真的走了吗?真的再也不回来了吗?!假如没有那次错误的选择,假如……然而,却又不得不一次次痛苦地承认了现实。五年了,在我心中。曾经同桌的你是一个永远抹不去的影子 七年前,你从乡下转到我们学校,成了我的同桌。那时的你,完全是一副农村女孩打扮,齐耳的短发,土黄的直筒裤,洗得泛白的粉色衬衫。而且一开口说话脸就发红,总把头深深埋在胸前。唯一特别之处就是那双眼睛,仿佛总有诉不尽的哀伤。 于是,我看不起你,用小城女孩的傲气和挑剔在你身上寻找“乐趣”。还记得吗?是谁,每天老把 Xiaofang: I went back to my hometown. Hometown of that small slope, 10-year-old you sleep, with you, only desolate and quiet. Over the past five years, I have asked myself countless times: Are you really gone? Really never come back ?! Without the wrong choice, if ... However, but again and again have to painfully admitted the reality . Five years, in my heart. You used to be the same table you never erase the shadow of seven years ago, you go from the countryside to our school, has become my at the same table. At that time, you are completely dressed in a rural girl, Qi Er’s short hair, yellowish straight trousers, washed pink white shirt. And an opening to speak of the face red, always head deeply buried in the chest. The only special thing is those eyes, as if there is always endless grievances. So, I despise you, with the pride of the town girl and picky on you looking for “fun.” Do you still remember it?