好喜欢你,第一眼就喜欢上了。这么久了,只要回想起第一次你出现在我视线内的场景,还是会鼻子微酸,一股温热的血液潮汐般唰地冲往心脏。是因为空气中苦杏仁一样的味道吗,忽然有点想哭泣。我还记得那个11月的早晨,我的视线扒开人群,落在你淡漠的背影里。你很瘦,是很少见的瘦,不会让人觉得孱弱,你的肩线很美,双肩顺着衬衣的侧缝延伸两道笔直的海岸线,九点五十五分的阳光在上面蔓延出了有点忧伤的味道,好 I love you, like it at first glance. For so long, just remembering the scene where you appeared in my sight for the first time, my nose was slightly sore, and a warm, tidal blood burst into my heart. Because of the same taste of bitter almonds in the air, suddenly a little cry. I still remember that November morning, my eyes open the crowd, fall in your indifferent back. You are very thin, very rare skinny, does not make people feel weak, your shoulder line is beautiful, shoulders along the shirt to extend the two straight-sided coastline, 9.55 of the sun spread in the above Out of a little sad taste, well