故事老套得我不想叙述,但还是忍不住要把它写下来。故事的主人公,是我最为亲密的女友之一。多年前,我们在同一所学校念高中,穿同样颜色的衣裳,梳同样的发型,背同样的格子书包,桌子挨着桌子上课。只是有一样不同,她恋爱了,我没有。小男小女的爱情,多为成人们所不屑,以为那是闹着玩的。然而对于处在恋爱中的他们来说,那不啻是一场生命的燃烧,不管不顾地。自从恋爱了,我的女友,情绪一时欢喜,一时悲伤,“疯傻”得全没了人样。 I do not want to tell the story of old-fashioned story, but still could not help but write it down. The hero of the story is one of my most intimate girlfriends. Many years ago, we were in high school in the same school, wearing the same color of clothes, combing the same hairstyle, carrying the same plaid bag, and the table next to the table. Just the same, she’s in love, I do not. Little boys and girls love, mostly for adults disdain, that it was a joke. However, for them in love, it is a burning life, regardless of disregard. Since I fell in love, my girlfriend, emotions moment of joy, a moment of sadness, “crazy silly ” all gone.