光阴荏苒,又是四月。没有一树一树的花开,没有燕在梁间的呢喃,只是平常的四月。季节和岁月一样,越来越没有痕迹了。阳光照进来,铺在光滑的桌面上,投射出一幕幕往事。体育课,我们坐在草坪上闲聊,说几句俏皮话。也有活泼的人调侃别人,被调侃的人佯装发怒,故意瞪大的眼睛、绷住的脸、紧闭的嘴是那样可爱。接下来两人再来一场追逐,旁人把注意力都集中在她们身上,青春的脸上带着善意的笑。 Time flies, but also in April. Not a tree and a blossoming of flowers, there is no Yan whisper between the beams, but the usual April. As the season and the same, more and more traceless. The sun shone in, laying on a smooth desktop, projecting a scene. Physical education, we sat on the lawn chatting, to say a few words of witty. There are also lively people to tease others, ridiculed people pretending to be angry, deliberately staring eyes, stretch face, closed mouth is so cute. The next two chase another, others focus their attention on them, youthful face with a good smile.