夏天到了,衣柜里的衬衣、裙子们都睡醒了,她们笑着,闹着,朝我挥舞着布料说,穿我穿我!我朝她们挥挥手说,你们太小了!生活就像一盒巧克力,我永远不知道多吃一颗我能长胖多少斤。能大声喊出来的,都是真话;能老远认出来的,都是真胖。胖子固有一死,或重于泰山,或重于华山,或重于恒山,或重于嵩山,或重于其他山。原本想一口一口吃掉忧愁,不料却一口一口吃成胖子。 The summer is over, the shirts in the closet, the skirts are all awakened, and they laugh and excite and waved at me and said, wear me and wear me! I waved to them and said that you are too young! Box of chocolates, I will never know how much I can eat when I eat more. All that can be shouted out is the truth; Fatty one is inherently dead, or heavier than Taishan, or heavier Huashan, or heavier than Hengshan, or heavier than the Songshan, or heavier than other mountains. Originally wanted to eat a sad one, but unexpectedly eaten into fat.