树,静静地,伸展着枝丫,企图狩猎风。天,静静地,密云不雨,蓄势待发。我望着窗外一度暗下去的苍穹,终于,瓢泼大雨倾盆而下。低年级同学一个个被家长接走,我眼角的余光里,一高一矮的身影,从走廊这头走到那头,消失在拐角。我心中略有酸涩。回想起,前天晚上室友问我:想家吗?我不屑地看了她一眼:“想什么,才隔多远,才 Tree, quietly, stretching branches, trying to hunt for the wind. Day, quietly, Miyun does not rain, ready to go. I looked out the window once the dark sky, and finally, poured pouring heavy rain down. The lower grades one by one parents picked up the corner of my eye, a high and one short figure, walked from the corridor to the other end, disappeared at the corner. Slightly my heart sour. Recall, the night before my roommate asked me: homesick? I disdain and looked at her: ”What to think, before only