有一些情绪缓慢地生长在心里,那是以后的夏天再也无法重拾的心情。我不知道该怎样去描述分别后的我们。站在这离夏天最远的地方,思绪的洪流不可逆转地流向了那年的夏天。杨树与悬铃交织成流动的绿色海洋,骄傲的阳光在正午变得白亮而透明,在叶的反射里,蜿蜒向所有它可以到达的地方。林子传来蝉聒噪的声响,因厌倦了课堂的无趣而瞌睡的男生,在教室墙壁上的树影斑驳中,投下一颤一颤的影子。手中的笔在纸上唰唰地奏鸣。把脸挡在书本后的女生,仔细地 There are some emotions slowly growing in my heart, it is the feeling of the summer can no longer be regained. I do not know how to describe us after the difference. Standing farther away from summer, the torrent of thoughts flowed irreversibly into the summer of that year. The poplar trees and the hanging bells were woven into the flowing green sea, the proud sunshine becoming white and transparent at noon, winding in the reflection of the leaves to all where it could be reached. Woods came the sound of cicadas noisy, tired of the classroom due to boring and sleepy boys, mottled in the classroom wall mottled, cast a shivering shadow. Pen in hand pounding on paper. The girl behind the book, carefully