认识浩的那天我的情绪坏到极点。那天我的博 士伦不知怎么弄掉了一个,我趴在大街上到 处搜寻,过往的行人如同看戏一般的窃笑使 我本来就懊恼的情绪鼓涨至极。 这时浩远远地骑车过来,停车在我身边:“嗨,你在找什么?要不要帮忙?” “走开,关你什么事?”我恶劣的态度显然吓了浩一跳,瞪他一眼,我继续寻找。浩也下了单车来帮我的忙,但他的好心并没有使我找到那一小片博士伦,最后我不得不放弃。抬起头来,看见的是浩热情而又清爽的脸,对他感激地一笑,后来我们成了朋友。 浩的诗写得极好,一首《风落》深深地感动了我。来往次数多了,同事都以为浩是我的男友,解释只会越描越黑,但心里只是把浩当做大哥。 浩常带我去参加他朋友的聚会,渐渐地和他们那个小圈子里的人混得颇熟。那一晚我们去得比平常晚,一屋子的人,有个男孩在屋子一角席地而坐,抱着把木吉它边弹边唱,浩给我介绍,说他叫程。 “你好。”程漫不经心地抬起头,极特别的一张脸。他低沉略带忧郁的嗓音令我为之轻轻心动,然后他就低下头玩他的吉它,一直到我和浩起身告辞的时候,程才抬起头来深深地看我一眼。 On the day I knew Hao my emotions went badly. That day my Bausch & Lomb I do not know how to get rid of one, I am lying on the street searching everywhere, past pedestrians as a theater-like snicker so that I had been upset emotions drum up extremely. At this moment, I traveled far and far, stopping at my side: “Hey, what are you looking for? Do you want to help?” “Go away, what is your business?” My appalling attitude was appalling. A look, I continue to look for. Ko also got a bicycle to help me, but his kindness did not make me find that a small Bausch & Lomb, and finally I had to give up. Looking up, I saw a warm and refreshing face, grateful smile, and later we became friends. Hao’s poem written very well, a “style” deeply touched me. The number of exchanges between more and more, my colleagues think Hao is my boyfriend, explained only more darker, but my heart is just as a big brother Hao. He often took me to the party of his friends and gradually became quite familiar with the people in their small circle. That night we went to be later than usual, a room of people, a boy sitting in the corner of the house, holding the acoustic guitar while playing the side of the amp, Hao introduced me, saying he called Cheng. “Hello.” Cheng looked up carelessly, a very special face. His low, melancholy voice gently touched me, and then he lowered his head to play his guitar. Until Hao and I stood up, Cheng looked up and looked at me deeply.