5月12日我站在成长的道路上看雪,看到的只是季节里深深浅浅的暗影。一找小白回家的时候已是黄昏,夕阳将人影淡淡地投放在水泥地板上,街道两旁的房屋默默地抹上了毛茸茸的轮廓。路过街头时,我看见化着浓妆叼着香烟的麦白和一群社会上的小混混—起说笑着。 On May 12th, I stood on the road of growth and watched the snow. I only saw the dark shadows of the season. When I was looking for a white home, it was dusk. The sunset put a shadow on the concrete floor, and the houses on both sides of the street silently painted a furry outline. When I was passing the streets, I saw a smoky-looking maiden with a cigarette and a group of social gangsters laughing.