午后的阳光疏懒地照在洁白的墙壁上,留下一个斑驳的明亮疏影。偶然拾起一篇文,看到中间的两个字:十年。恍惚之间,惊叹,好漫长的时光啊。霎时,我想知道,你我相识多久了。记不清是哪一年相识于哪个角落,拿起计算器,一年又一年,倒数着,回到了那一年——2003年。嗬,原来已经十二年了,整整一纪。我这才想到,我认识你那年,刚好十二岁。你看,多巧啊。那么漫长的十二年,对你我而言,却如一场梦一般,如梦似幻,倏忽而过。我突然很想知道,在这十二年中,在那些浪漫的青春岁 Afternoon sun lazily according to the white walls, leaving a mottled bright sparse shadow. Occasionally pick up a passage, see the middle two words: ten years. Trance, marvel, a long time ah. An instant, I want to know how long you and I know each other. Can not remember which year to know which corner, pick up the calculator, year after year, countdown, back to that year - 2003.嗬, it has been twelve years, an entire discipline. I think of this, I know you that year, just twelve years old. You see, how clever ah. So a long twelve years, for you and me, but as a dream-like, dreamlike, passing by. Suddenly I would like to know that in these twelve years, those romantic youths are aged