天异常的闷热。不时从空中滚过隆隆的雷声——怕是要下雨了。 我半依半躺在床上,一束眩目的阳光从窗口直射进来照在我的扎着厚厚绷带的右脚上,使雪白的纱布显得更加刺目。 屋里很静,静得有点令我心悸。我忽然感到极度的烦躁,狠狠地将手中一本看了半天却不知所云的旧杂志扔了出去。它落在屋角,正好盖在那个有些气瘪的足球上。 我长长地叹了口气,闭上了眼睛。 Anomalous hot day. From time to time over the rumbling thunder - afraid it is going to rain. I half lay halfway in bed, a beam of dazzling sunshine coming in from the window and shining in my thick, bandaged right foot, making the gauzy white gauze even more glaring. The room is quiet, a little bit of static makes me palpitations. I suddenly felt extremely irritable, mercilessly in the hands of a reading for a long time, but unintelligible old magazine threw out. It fell on the corner, just covered in some deflated football. I sighed long and closed my eyes.