青春,对于有些人来说是用来挥霍与荒废的,比如我。但有些人,却是在疼痛的青春中奋力出发,将我们都远远的甩在后面,比如林雪。那一年的仲夏,在最恍惚的年纪,林雪就这样措不及防的闯入我的视线中,给我死水一般的高二生涯带起了一丝丝涟漪。开学第一天,她紧紧的跟在老师后面,穿着一件明黄色的T恤,头上扎着高高的马尾,看起来很干净利落,微微低着头,怯怯的样子。当老师要她上台自我介绍时,她的脸涨的通红,结结巴巴的憋出自己的名字:“大家好,我,我叫林雪。”然后求救似的看着老师。在老师眼神的示意下, Youth, for some people, is used to splurge and desert, like me. However, some people are struggling in the pain of youth, leaving us behind us, such as Lin Xue. That year’s Midsummer, in the most trancey age, Lin Xue so precariously broke into my sight, to my stagnant Sophia II careers brought a little ripple. The first day of school, she followed closely behind the teacher, wearing a bright yellow T-shirt, head tied with tall pony tail, looks very neat, slightly head down, cowardly look. When the teacher asked her to introduce himself to the stage, her face rose red, stammered out of her own name: “Hello everyone, I, my name is Lin Xue. ” And then looking for help like a teacher. Under the eyes of the teacher,