小蓝手托下巴,透过窗户看那湛蓝的天空,寒风吹过来,很过瘾。这里地段不错,也没有都市的喧嚣。只可惜离开学校太远了,小蓝想。自从搬到这里,小蓝每天去车站途中都会遇到一个男孩,他每次都穿着紫色红领滑雪衫,每次都把手插在口袋里,每次都与小蓝擦肩而过。小蓝最爱的颜色就是紫色,那神秘而带有一点哀伤的色彩。现在不大看见有人穿紫色的冬衣,还有着类似反衬手法的红色翻领。小蓝第一次从他身边经过时愣了愣,但马上又笑自己脑子有 Little blue hand caress the chin and looks through the window to the blue sky. The cold wind blows it. It’s very enjoyable. The location is good and there is no metropolis. It’s a pity that leaving school is too far away, Xiaolan thought. Since moving here, Xiao Lan has met a boy on the way to the station every day. Every time he wears a purple red-collar antarctic sweater, he puts his hands in his pockets each time, each time passing by Xiao Lan. Xiao Lan’s favorite color is purple, which is mysterious and slightly sad. It is not a time to see someone wearing a purple winter coat and a red lapel that resembles a contrasting technique. Xiaolan stunned him for the first time from him, but immediately laughed at his brain.