借文下雨-故事023-最后的华尔兹-by 三丰子

大学的舞会是在阔大体育教室。五彩的灯光和喧嚣的音乐。透过窗户隐约落在外面紧邻的操场上，操场幽黑空旷。

我的大学生活，仿佛就这么被安静和喧嚣地分割着。

一些周末，在舞池中我闻着众多舞步踩出的细微的粉尘味道。不喜欢，但我不拒绝。

另一些周末，我们就在操场上转圈。你不跳舞。转到舞会教室的外边，就做势要拉你进去，每次你都笑着坚决地后退。

而有一天，我拉你时候，你说，咱们进去吧，咱们跳舞去。

这次是我大笑着后退，而你在使劲拉我。两人笑做一团。互相取笑对方。

这时候，这首舞曲响起来。

I wondered should I go or should I stay,
the band had only one more song to play.
And then I saw you out the corner of my eye,
a little girl, alone and so shy.
But the love we had was going strong,
through the good and bad we get along.
I had the last waltz with you, two lonely people together.
I fell in love with you, the last waltz should last forever.
And then the flame of love died in your eye,
my heart was broke in two when you said goodbye.
I had the last waltz with you...
It's all over now, nothing left to say, just my tears and the orchestra playing.
La la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la. I had the last waltz with you... La la la la la la la la la.