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我的世界,只有两种颜色,黑和白。一一片叶子飘过来,砸在鼻尖上,我打个喷嚏,身子缩成一团。我老了,身子骨不行了,经不起风吹草动,要是早些年,我一个呼噜就把树叶掀到一边,翻个身,继续睡。老七走的第二天,让我想起很多事,从前发生的,刚刚发生的,就像一根骨头,不停地在我眼前晃来晃去。十天前,我还不像这样沉重。转眼之间,我又老了十几岁。不光我老了,我周围的一切都变了,变得让我陌生和恐惧。在这万物肃杀、霜天红叶的秋天,我总会看到两扇黑洞洞的门,“吱吱呀呀”
My world, only two colors, black and white. A leaf drifted over, hit the tip of the nose, I hit a sneeze, body shrink into a ball. I am old, dead body, can not stand the signs of trouble, if earlier years, I snore a leaf to the side of the leaves, turn over, continue to sleep. The second day of the seventh day, reminds me of many things that happened in the past, just happened, just like a bones, constantly dangling in front of me. Ten days ago, I was not so heavy. In an instant, I was teens again. Not only am I old, everything around me has changed, it has become strange and frightened. In this all-things kill, autumn leaves in the frosty days, I always see two black hole door, “creak yeah ”