我活了十五年。不顾一切想要看自己十七岁的样子。说不上为什么是十七岁,或许是因为,十八岁太过于沉重,那时候的所有事物在别人开始已是定局,自己容易摇摇摆摆,收起棱角不动神色地做大人。十七岁太美,不用背负全世界的重量,可以恣意妄为,可以不顾一切。记起爷爷。小时候性子大,爷爷从家乡搬来广州与我们同住一年,我便趾高气扬地“指挥”了他一年。那时他踩着自行车送我上学,我坐在后座动弹,脚伸进车轮子里面,爷爷 I lived for fifteen years. Desperately want to see his 17-year-old look. Why can’t you tell why you are seventeen? Perhaps it’s because eighteen is too heavy. Everything else at that time is a foregone conclusion at the beginning of others. It’s easy to shake yourself and put up an adulterer look. Seventeen years old is so beautiful that you don’t have to bear the weight of the world. Remember grandpa. When I was a child, my grandfather moved from his hometown to Guangzhou and lived with us for a year. I humbly commanded him for a year. At the time, he stepped on a bicycle to send me to school. I sat in the back seat and moved into the wheel. Grandpa.