你见过1959年的巴黎吗?芭蕾舞般轻轻跳跃的音乐带你走入这座城市,细长笔直的窗户肃穆地排列在道路两旁的建筑物上,拨开薄雾的阳光悄悄地窥视着每一个角落。音乐渐渐放轻脚步,仿佛沉入梦乡之前的呓语。带着厚重宽边眼镜的古板老师,木质的桌椅。一个满是男孩子的课堂全然不顾讲课的老师,传看着女星的艳照。本该沉寂的教室因为这些活泼的男孩子充满了躁动。给我印象深刻的是那个在抄写诗歌时不停撕本的男孩,我甚至都不知道他叫什么。镜头固执地看着他,他每写一句就撕下那页纸仍在一边,直到发现没 Have you ever seen Paris in 1959? Ballet-dancing music takes you into the city, with slender, straight windows soberly lined with buildings on both sides of the road, with misty sunlight peeping silently Every corner. Music gradually ease the footsteps, as if before sinking dreaming dreams. Old fashioned glasses with thick broad-brimmed teacher, wooden tables and chairs. A full of boys in class regardless of the lectures teacher, watching the actress’s Pornographic. The silence of the classroom because of these lively boys full of agitation. Impressed me most is the boy who keeps tearing books while copying poetry, and I do not even know what he calls. The camera stubbornly looked at him, he wrote a sentence to tear the page is still on the side, until it was found