你喜欢上了一个瘦瘦的男生。初秋的时候下了场小雨。你没有带伞,抱起一摞课本冲进了雨里。稀稀落落的雨,明晃晃的天,橙黄色的楼,楼前是浅绿色的梧桐和深绿的冬青。细雨里的世界竟是这样清晰,你一下子想到了他。他会不会突然出现在你面前,手里刚好撑了把伞?雪后一个寒冷的夜晚,下了晚自习,你独自走在回宿舍的路上。冬夜的凉意渗透了皮肤,一直凉到心里 You like a thin boy. Early autumn when the field drizzle. You did not bring an umbrella, picked up a pile of textbooks and rushed into the rain. Sparse rain, shining sky, orange floor, in front of the light green Sycamore and dark green holly. The world in the drizzle was so clear that you suddenly thought of him. He will suddenly appear in front of you, his hands just hold an umbrella? After a cold night snow, a night study, you walk alone on the way back to the dorm. Cool winter night penetration of the skin, has been cool to my heart