她本应该是相信爱情的,因为这是她的天性。可是,她偏偏要说:“哦,爱情,爱情是什么,我为什么要相信它?”南方的天气潮湿得让人发躁。她很想冲着街边的人大喊大叫,又怕别人会说自己是疯子。她只好自嘲地笑一声,用手很重的在头上打一下。这是她惯有的动作。这是走过的第几个城市了。她不记得了,她的记忆力总是那么的不好。她是地道的北方女孩,这几年却在南方辗转。没有雪花的南方,她觉得灵魂都是脏的。哪怕有雨 She should have believed in love, because it was her nature. However, she chose to say: “Oh, love, what is love, why should I believe it? ” Southern weather is irritable. She wanted to shout at the people on the street, afraid that others would say they are crazy. She had to laugh at himself laughing, hands heavy in the head hit it. This is her usual action. This is the first few cities passed. She does not remember, her memory is always so bad. She is an authentic northern girl who has been removed in the south in recent years. No snow in the South, she felt the soul is dirty. Even if there is rain