时常想起梦里的那个秋天,依稀是要到一个很遥远的地方去,有一个女孩子来送我,路上落下淅淅沥沥的雨。她撑开一柄小小花雨伞,遮在我头顶上。两个人就这样慢慢走着,风虽然冷,心里却一片温暖。这个梦是我初三时做的,里面混杂了我青春的憧憬,情感懵懂初开的甜蜜,也有对未来的迷茫。 Often remembering the autumn in the dream, it was vaguely necessary to go to a very distant place. A girl came to send me, and there was a pounding rain on the road. She opened a small flower umbrella and covered it on top of me. The two people walked slowly like this, and although the wind was cold, their hearts were warm. This dream was made when I was in the third year. It was a mixture of my youthful jealousy, my emotional ignorance of the sweetness of the beginning, and my confusion about the future.