当我最后一次如往常一样来到这个熟悉的地方,指尖拂过和五年前一样的青灰色仿古砖,广场上的喷泉换成了大树,而眼前那面墙,刚刷上不久的绿漆鲜亮得不识忧愁。拾级而上,旧的木制地板终于在去年被更换一新,让人几乎忘记了这些年上演过多少高跟鞋卡在缝隙里的尴尬桥段,所有前来面试的女孩都走得胆战心惊,唯独我们在后面捂嘴窃笑。所幸我们不喜穿高跟鞋;所幸好的坏的我们都见过;所幸,这里每一个角落我们都曾走遍。 When I came to this familiar place for the last time as usual, my fingertips brushed the same antique gray brick that was the same as five years ago. The fountain on the square was replaced by a big tree. Bright green paint did not know sorrow. Ten level, the old wooden floor was finally replaced last year, people almost forgot how many heels staged in these years, the gap in the embarrassing plot, all the girls come to interview scared, only We snickered at the back Fortunately, we do not like to wear high heels; Fortunately, bad we have seen; Fortunately, we have traveled everywhere in every corner.