“暑假快结束了,我16岁的夏天也快结束了。它就这样从我的生命中溜走,连记忆也未留下,恍如一场梦。”她光着脚坐在靠窗的写字台上,双手抱着紧紧靠在一起的膝盖,“人生固然有几十个春秋,也有人曾把它比作一条漫长的路,可是一路走来,才发现它并不漫长,甚至可用短暂来形容,也许……”她的思路漫游着。几乎在暑假中的每个午后,她都会以同样的方式来营造自己的天堂,权衡自己的得失,抒发自己 “The summer vacation is almost over. The summer of my 16-year-old is almost over. It just slips away from my life and I don’t even have memory. It’s like a dream.” She sat at the desk by the window with bare feet. On the knees, hands clasped tightly together. “Of course there are dozens of people in the spring and autumn, and some people have compared it to a long road, but all the way to the road, only to find it is not long, and even can be used for a short time Describe, maybe...” Her thoughts roamed. Almost every afternoon during the summer, she will create her own paradise in the same way, weigh her own gains and losses, and express herself