公路的那边,有一双明亮的眼睛。公交车停下,又开走。公交车也带走了那双眼睛。只剩下我,站在车站牌边回味……有多少次,我曾梦见那双眼睛,我只知道它很明亮很明亮,仿佛里面有很多美丽的画面,有很多彩色的笑脸。曾有很多次在梦里,我多么希望这双眼睛可以向路这边的我看一下,让她知道,在路的这边还有我。可这样的情形一次也没有发生过。 On the other side of the road, there are bright eyes. The bus stopped and drove away. The bus also took away the eyes. Only me, standing by the station board, memorable... How many times have I ever dreamed about the eyes? I only knew that it was bright and bright, as if there were many beautiful pictures and many colorful smiles. There were many times in my dreams, how I wished that these eyes could look to me on the other side of the road and let her know that there was me on this side of the road. This situation can never happen once.