1上课的时候,我附在同桌杜言耳边悄悄地说,告诉你一个秘密哦,我喜欢普安。杜言指了指前排的夏微微,瞪大了眼睛看我,拉拉你疯了。我得意地点头,是的,或许我是疯了,但是我喜欢晋安,我一定要说出来。我知道夏微微也喜欢晋安,不过这有什么关系。我就是喜欢晋安。杜言吹了一口气丢下我继续听课,我从杂乱的书堆里抽出一张白纸,认真地在纸上写字:路拉拉喜欢晋安。我的小楷写得很漂亮,一排一排地写下来,就像窗外的樱花,团团簇簇热烈绽放。写好四十五行,我收起笔用直尺把它们一条条分割开来,包在我的漂亮小手绢里。 When I was in class, I quietly said in the ear of Du Yan, who was at the same table, telling you a secret. I like Poon. Du Yan pointed to the front of the summer slightly, staring at me and pulling you crazy. I proudly nodded, yes, maybe I was crazy, but I like Jinan, I must say it. I know that Xia Wei also likes Jin An, but it does not matter. I just like Jinan. Du Yan breathed a deep breath and left me to continue my lectures. I took a blank sheet of paper out of the messy pile of books and wrote it carefully on the paper: Lullah liked Jin An. My nephew wrote it very beautifully and wrote it in a row. It was like the cherry blossoms outside the window. The clusters were blooming. Write forty-five lines. I put away the pen and use a ruler to divide them into strips and wrap them in my pretty little handkerchief.