贝莎今年已经三十岁了,却依然保持着孩童般的快乐:或是乱跑,或滚铁环,或踏着舞步,沿着人行道蹦上跳下;时不时,抛起手中的小玩意儿,再准确地接住;更或者,就站在原地,傻傻地笑着。一切快乐,如此纯粹,毫无缘由。她会出现在熟悉的街角;一转弯,突如其来,毫无防备。三十岁了,你又能拿她如何呢?犹如身体吞食了午后的阳光,于胸间燃烧,每个细胞,每根指尖,都溅起点点火花。这样的表达,只怕被当作喝醉酒的糊涂人吧?愚昧的人 Bertha is 30 years old this year, but she still has child-like happiness: running around or rolling hoops or marching along the sidewalk, and occasionally throwing gadgets , And then accurately catch; moreover, standing still, smiled innocently. Everything is happy, so pure, with no reason. She will appear in the familiar corner; a turn, suddenly, without any defenses. At the age of thirty, how can you take her again? It is as if the body swallowed the afternoon sunshine and burned in the chest. Each cell and each fingertip splashed a little spark. This expression, I’m afraid as being a drunk confusing people, ignorant people