我一直都叫他大熊。每天晚上临睡前上线,打开Q Q,叫大熊,大熊。嘴巴轻轻翘起,那种温暖缓缓消散在空寂的夜色里,有着青春微凉的美妙滋味。总是记不清是怎么样的一种开始。当有一天,朋友们发现我在博客日记里不断地重复着大熊的名字时,已经是秋末初冬的季节。上课的时候,同桌忽然 I always call him Big Bear. Every night before going to sleep on the line, open the Q Q, call Big Bear, Big Bear. Mouth gently tilted, the kind of warm slowly dissipated in the empty night, there is a wonderful feeling of youthful and cool. It’s always impossible to remember how it started. When one day my friends discovered that I kept repeating Big Bear’s name in my blog’s diary, it was already the end of autumn and winter. In the class, the same table suddenly