我坐在天堂门前,身边是飞舞的天使。“美丽的天堂”,我想起自己在曾经的那个世界中这样形容过它。我刚告别了那个“美丽世界”,现在已不是它的一员了。天堂里刮着冷风,我想哭,可又怕眼泪会凝成冰晶。我已经离开了吗?我美丽的世界……一小时前,我在急救室里,那位眉毛修得细长高 I sat in front of heaven, surrounded by flying angels. “Beautiful paradise”, I remembered myself describing it in that world. I just said goodbye to the “beautiful world” and now it is not a member of it. Cold wind blowing in heaven, I want to cry, but fear of tears will freeze into ice crystals. Have I left? My beautiful world... An hour ago, I was in the emergency room. The eyebrows were slim and tall.