把我的生命缩小到最后的终点,是一颗绿色的夏天。在台风的警报拉过后,我醒了。睁开眼看见被大雨冲得不堪一击的天穹,破裂的地方露出棉絮一般的补丁来。在人们的脚下是太阳漏洞百出的便衣,只在角落是它们不敢进去的。夏天里我把拖鞋里的虫子倒掉,从福建南路去人民路的市场买很多葡萄。走回来的路上会有洒水车呜呜公交车突突地过去。 Reducing my life to the final destination is a green summer. After the typhoon’s alarm was pulled, I woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the days of heavy rain that couldn’t be beaten. The cracks showed patches of cotton. At the foot of the people are the plain clothes of the sun, and they are afraid to go in only the corners. In the summer, I tossed the insects in the slippers and bought a lot of grapes from the market of Fujian South Road to Renmin Road. On the way back there will be sprinklers and buses that will suddenly pass.