大约已经忘记那是一个怎样的夏天。越是忘记越是容易记起的那一刻,是什么呢?记忆慢慢浮现,盛夏,蝉鸣。圣冬说那叫重复记忆。一整个夏天,没完没了的重复记忆,这一年,我们高三。我原本应该是一个文科女生,和好看的文字、盛夏的栀子花一起绽放。可是父亲笑着说,哲西呀,文科或者理科其实并不重要的呀,重要的是考上一个好的大学就好啦!我的父亲是一个典型的上海男人,语速迅捷,语毕,六月的大雨漫过我的心头。 Almost forgot what it is that summer. The more forget the more easy to remember the moment, what is it? Memory slowly emerged, summer, cicadas. Saint winter that is repeated memory. Throughout the summer, endless repetitive memory, this year, our third year. I should have been a liberal arts girl, and good-looking text, summer gardenia blooms together. But my father said with a smile, Tetsuya, liberal arts or science is not really important ah, it is important to get into a good university! My father is a typical Shanghai man, fast pace, finished language, six The heavy rain of the month took my heart.