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当生活进入漫长的黑夜,那一束来自白昼的阳光,是如此温暖明亮……闷热的夜,睡眠被切割成一段段意乱心烦的碎片,喂饱了勇往直前的空袭者们。很安静。暴雨刚刚写下一个小小休止符,窗外涌来新鲜的空气,植物和泥土干净的清香,下水管缓缓跌落的雨滴轻响,夜的画面简约生动。甩掉睡意来到奶奶床前,清理尿袋,听她微弱的呼吸,揣摸她辗转反侧里沉重巨大的痛苦,握她逐渐失去温度和生气的手,想起巴金他老人家说过的:长寿是一种罪。
When life enters the long night, the sunshine from daylight is so warm and bright... On a sultry night, sleep is cut into pieces of distraught shames and fed up with the brave air raiders. very quiet. The storm had just written a small rest, the fresh air coming in the window, the clean fragrance of plants and soil, the raindrops slowly dropping under the water pipe, simple and vivid images of the night. Drowned drowsiness came to my grandmother bed, clean up the urine bag, listen to her faint breath, guess her tossing the huge side of the pain, holding her gradually losing the temperature and angry hand, think of the elderly he said Ba Jin said: longevity is a crime.