而我,在一个炎热的城市里写下上面的这些故事,我和珊瑚远离故乡,远离彼此,在陌生人之中互相挂念。一那时我的同桌是一个黑黑瘦瘦的男生,猴儿似的,皮肤是一种洗不干净的脏。我时常同他争辩,有时上着自习,全班学生闹着闹着陡然安静下来。我那时十几岁,穿一件苹果绿小圆裙,骨头还在劈劈啪啪生长,心已经长齐了许多奇异的棱角,轻轻就会被触痛。更恨的是有时被老师逮住,齐齐被拎到走廊里罚站。便这样还不肯罢休,暗暗用眼神毒视对方。 And I, in a hot city, wrote these stories above, I and coral away from home, away from each other, among strangers miss each other. At that time my desk was a black and thin boy, monkey-like, the skin is a clean unclean dirty. I often argue with him, sometimes on a self-study, the class suddenly quiet downtown students quiet down. When I was a teenager, I was wearing an apple-green druid and my bones were still growing. My heart was long and strangely curled, and my tenderness was tender. More hate is sometimes caught by the teacher, Qi Qi was carried to the corridor penalty stand. So will not give up, secretly poison each other with eyes.