初冬时节,午后两三点的街上,人不多。金色的阳光温暖挥洒,偶尔有一两片法国梧桐的枯叶缓缓自枝头飘落。陆晴川骑着自行车,漫无目的地晃悠在大街上,他觉得自己内心的纠结与焦灼跟周围环境的宁静和缓慢格格不入。今天是星期天,碰巧辅导班老师有事,陆晴川才有机会出来透透气。为了在竞赛中拿到名 Early winter season, two or three points in the afternoon on the street, not many people. The golden sunshine warm sway, and occasionally one or two dead leaves of the Sycamore slowly falling from the branches. Lu Qingchuan riding a bicycle, aimlessly swinging in the street, he felt his tangled and anxious with the quiet and slow environment is out of tune. Today is Sunday, happened to remedial class teacher something, Lu Chuanchuan have the opportunity to breathe. In order to get the name in the competition