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01是夏,我17岁。空中幕布般的蓝色调被一团团疏松而又轻盈的蘑菇云分解得支离破碎,风带着潮湿的味道,去得急。很多年后,这日的风和云都牢固地盘踞成我心底无法泯灭的永恒,像千年的根蒂,扎满了我的每一寸肌肤。一身粉红齐膝褶皱裙,长发披肩的我,左右手各提着一只蔚蓝色长筒帆布球鞋,赤着脚走在纷纷扬扬的雨中,清晰地听见脚丫同地面摩擦的“啪啪啪”声,清晰地捕捉到那丝醒目的清凉正迅速地透过我的脚趾涌向全身,刺激我的毛孔。
01 is summer, I am 17 years old. The blue curtain of the air was broken up by loose, light mushroom clouds, and the wind had a damp flavor and was in a hurry. Many years later, today’s winds and clouds are firmly entrenched in my heart can not destroy the eternal, like a thousand years of roots, full of every inch of my skin. A pink knee fold skirt, hair shawl I, left and right hands carrying a blue canvas sneakers, walked barefoot in the raging rain, clearly hear the foot friction with the ground Sound, clearly captured that silk eye-catching cool is rapidly flocking through my toes the whole body, to stimulate my pores.