从衣柜里翻出充满樟脑味的冬衣,然后狠狠地一件件将自己的身体灌得臃肿。收拾东西,关机,然后,我离家出走了。干燥的风夹杂着些许棱角锋利的雪划过我失水过多的皮肤,像温度极高的沙子狠狠地在皮肤上揉过。到朋友家的时候,我终于忍不住扑在她身上哭得死去活来。我从来都不知道工作究竟是有多大的诱惑力,可这些大人们早出晚归地埋头苦干,甚至即使今天是我的生日,桌上只是压了一张用过多次的便签 Turn out the winter clothes full of camphor taste from the closet, and fiercely one piece will bloody his body. Pack things, shut down, and then, I ran away from home. Dry wind mixed with a little sharp edge of the snow across my dehydrated skin, like a very high temperature sand fiercely rubbed on the skin. When I was at my friend’s house, I finally could not help but cried on her and cried to death. I never knew how tempting the work was. But these adults could work hard at home early in the evening, and even today is my birthday, the table just presses a note that has been used many times