今天楼顶上长出了一棵苜蓿。像蝶形花一般的苜蓿。三片叶子的苜蓿。很久以前,有个被我叫做“clover”的女孩,总是随手捏着它。今天,我又见到它了,就开在我的花园里。以及逝去的那份心痛,一并,出现。姐姐,你怎么样了? 我以为要绕过南市的那条街至少也得走上个把钟头,因为路很烂,天气也糟糕,这样的条件去溜达一点也不有趣。不过到底还是撑伞出发了,因为妈开门进来的时候说:“有卖风信子的。” There was a dragonfly on the roof of the building today. Like a butterfly flower. Three-leafed cricket. A long time ago, there was a girl that I called “clover” and always held it. Today, I saw it again and opened it in my garden. And the heartache that had passed away, together, appeared. Sister, what happened to you? I thought that the street that bypassed Nanshi had to embark on an hour at least. Because the road was bad and the weather was bad, it wasn’t funny to stroll on such a condition. But in the end it was still an umbrella, because when Mom opened the door and said, “There are hyacinths.”