秋又至,我弯腰捡起一片片落叶,开始想念你那痴痴的脸。——题记在我的记忆里,你永远是一个痴痴的小孩,你不懂上厕所,你不懂开心,你不懂什么是危险,你只会每时每刻想着吃饭:“我的饭呢?我要吃饭。”而当你这么说时,你早已经吃完三餐了。你只会每时每刻想着逃出那“幸福的枷锁”——自己的房间,进行一系列的危险动作——跳河。或者你只会搬着一把朴素的木椅,倚在门边,眺望远方。你的 Autumn to, I bent over and picked up a piece of leaves, began to miss your jerky face. - Inscription in my memory, you are always a jerk kid, you do not know the toilet, you do not know happy, you do not understand what is dangerous, you will only think of eating every moment: “I I want to eat. ”And when you say that, you’ve already had three meals already. You will only think of every moment to escape that “happy yoke” - his room, a series of dangerous moves - jumping into the river. Or you will only move a simple wooden chair, leaning against the door, overlooking the distance. your