并非所有花样年华都如期美丽,少女小节的人生在十五岁时陷入了泥淖和痛苦,她如尘埃般渺小卑贱,如草芥般被践踏蹂躏,而予她致命一击的,并非命运之掌,却是来自亲人的“爱”的双手。其实类似故事我们早已听得太多,然而宋小词的讲述,却令一枚尘埃的呐喊也足以撕裂我们的耳膜。 Not all the tricks of the year are as beautiful as they are, the life of a girl’s section falls into mud and anguish when she is fifteen years old. She is trampled down like a dust, trampled like a mustard, and her fatal blow is not the hand of destiny. It is from their loved ones “love ” hands. In fact, similar stories we have already heard too much, but the narrative of Song little word, has made a cry of dust is enough to tear our eardrums.