到今天,也不过才一周多一点吧……叶夏的心里满满都是感动,她白天基本是都和他一起,却只是偶尔见到他拿出本子和笔来写写画画,想来,大多数的工作他都留到了晚上回房间之后。
他温和的蓝眼睛和灿烂的金发就这么辉映在她的眼前,然后又笑得非常可靠:“小夏,听说华国的新年是最盛大的节日,我想,祝你新年快乐,这本画册有些匆忙,希望你不要嫌弃。”
“史蒂夫,我怎么可能不喜欢呢!你简直画得太好啦!”
“咦?竟然还有一首诗?”叶夏在最后一页还发现了用蓝黑色钢笔写的一首诗,当然,史蒂夫是用英文写的:
Remember the old days
when everyone was sincere
one's word is one's bond
The dawn of the train station
the dark street with no sign of pedestrian
and the steam from the soy-milk stall
The nightfalls used to come late in the past
Everything was slow, the bike, the horse, and the post
a lifetime was all but enough to be in love with one
The old-school lock was beautiful
and the key exquisite looking
once locked, the others understood
“小夏,这首诗……只是我胡乱写写的,毕竟当时你提起了‘从前慢’,我就去看了看。”
高大的大兵显得有些局促了,他当时写的时候心里自然是百般滋味,可是当着她的面说些什么,他却又半点说不出。
“史蒂夫~”
史蒂夫·罗杰斯有些懵地看向小姑娘,她漂亮的眼睛里竟然泛起了泪意,这让男人立马慌了神,想安慰却又不知道如何做,急得他都想立马喊‘巴基’和‘托尼’了,毕竟相对于老实的美国队长来说,这两个
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