叶子是我大学时的同学。和她第一次见面是雨天,阴天,还是下雪天,我已全不记得了。只记得六年前一次放学途中,由于火车挡道,我和她的自行车停在了同一条“起跑线”上,大家彼此点头笑了笑。就在那列火车最后一节车厢呼啸而过时,我听见她大声对我说:“我好像在哪里见到过你!”我笑了:“开学都快一个月了,同班同学,你当然见过我……”她也跟着笑,急急申辩:“不,我说的是以前……”。那一刻,仿佛春风拂面,那灿烂的笑容在我心底形成了一朵静美的云。 Leaves are my classmates. And her first meeting is rainy, cloudy, or snowy days, I have not remember. Just remember that six years ago on the way out of school, due to the train traffic, I and her bike parked in the same “starting line”, we nod each other and smiled. Just as the last carriage of that train roared and out of date, I heard her say to me aloud, “I seem to have seen you there!” I laughed: “It’s almost a month since I started classmate, of course you see I ... ... ”She also followed the smile, eager to plea:“ No, I said before ... ”. At that moment, as if the spring breeze, that bright smile in my heart formed a beautiful cloud.