9月8日晴忙碌而紧张的初三生活,让我满脸挂着疲惫和厌烦,我无暇再与你闲聊静坐。每天只有两次早晚匆匆的会面和几句简单的对话,让喜爱与我外出散步的你只能独坐窗边,思考着下一顿饭该如何给我补充足够的营养。我忙,你惆怅。终于一个闲暇的午后,你拎着刚刚为我买的一大包东西,与我漫步在回家的路上。沉甸甸的袋子,使你的肩膀与水平倾斜了整整四十五度。每隔一段时间便交替换上另一只手提着,似乎可趁那交换的时间来缓解一下痛苦。 September 8 sunny and tense third day life, let me face tired and tired, I no time to sit back and chat with you. There are only two meetings a day and a day in a hurry to meet and a few simple conversations so that you, like to go out for a walk, can only sit by the window and think about how to get enough nutrition for my next meal. I am busy, you are melancholy. Finally a free afternoon, you are carrying a large bag of things just bought for me, and I walk on the way home. Heavy bag, so that your shoulders and horizontal tilt a full forty-five degrees. Alternating one hand at a time from time to time, seems to be able to take the time to exchange to ease the pain.