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一夜凉如水,星空像是罩在苍穹上的幕布,我怔怔地盯着桌上的阿拉丁神灯,心里压抑得迟迟不能入眠。当白天的喧嚣归于沉寂,夜色便如同皇帝的新衣一般讽刺着我的愚笨。坐在窗前,镰刀一样冰冷的月光切割着我的皮肤,使迟钝的我阵阵生疼。十二点的钟声敲响,我的手机依然动静全无。我等的那个记忆里的陌生号码,始终没有响起。绝望和难受变成空气,被呼吸进肺里,成为我不可分割的部分,藏在我身体的角落,伴随着心跳让记忆苏醒。
A night of cool water, like a star in the sky cover the curtain, I stared at the table Aladdin magic lamp, depressed heart can not sleep late. When the noise of the day is attributed to silence, the night is like the emperors’ new clothes ironically stinging at my stupidity. Sitting in front of the window, the moonlight like a sickle cuts my skin, making me dull. Twelve o’clock bells ring, my phone is still no movement. The strange number in the memory that I waited for, never sounded. Despair and discomfort turned into air, breathing into the lungs, becoming an integral part of me, hidden in the corner of my body, accompanied by a heartbeat to wake up my memory.