“死亡和太阳一样,不可直视。”当我第一次读到这句话的时候,感觉好迷惘。我不明白,死亡,如此一个冰冷的东西怎么可能与美丽的太阳一样呢?我害怕黑暗,害怕死亡。在我心里,黑乎乎的时候总会发生好多很可怕的事情。但太阳就不一样了,太阳总是给我很温暖的感觉。我喜欢午后的太阳 “Death, like the sun, can’t look directly.” When I first read this sentence, I felt confused. I do not understand how death, such a cold thing, may be like a beautiful sun? I fear darkness and fear death. In my heart, there are always many terrible things that happen in dark times. But the sun is different. The sun always gives me a warm feeling. I like the afternoon sun