那一年,因为生活上的原因我搬到一个远亲弟弟家,和他一起住。弟弟的房子在艺术家和图书馆员集中的小区。那里远离市区,人们经常把垃圾和脏水倒在离小区门口不远的地方,加之冬天寒冷,小区门口结了厚厚一层冰。在这里,虽然生活条件没有城里好,但安静的环境能让我更好地观察生活,潜心写作。 That year, because of my life, I moved to a distant relatives brother home, living with him. The younger brother’s house is a community of artists and librarians. Where away from the urban areas, people often pour garbage and dirty water not far from the door of the district, combined with the cold winter, the cell door junction a thick layer of ice. Here, although the living conditions are not good in the city, quiet environment allows me to better observe life, devote myself to writing.