(一)一个神色黯然女子,眼神游离,她抱着大提琴的姿势如此寂寞,寂寞在这个有着暧昧迷离灯光的酒吧里化成瘟疫,彻底地蔓延思绪。这个女子,便是我。周围的事物在我的瞳孔里不过是一片模糊,分不清彼此,曾经这个城市纸醉金迷,繁华苍凉瞬间化为灰烬。白天的我,有着精致的妆容,出入高档写字楼,手持咖啡在落地窗前看风景,有着忙碌却高雅的生活。晚上,我一袭黑色落地长裙,抱着大提琴,落座在舞台中央,让低沉而又幽怨的音符化作无边的寂寞无声的蔓延,我在六 (A) a look sad woman, eyes free, her cello posture so lonely, lonely in the ambiguous blur lights into the bar into a plague, completely spread thoughts. This woman is me. Things around in my pupil but is a vague, can not distinguish between each other, once the city intoxicated with gold, bustling bleak moment into ashes. During the day I, with exquisite makeup, out of high-grade office buildings, coffee in front of the floor to see the scenery, has a busy but elegant life. In the evening, I dressed in a black dress, holding the cello, seated in the middle of the stage, let the deep and resentment of the notes into boundless lonely silence, I was in six