“想念您身上淡淡烟草的味道……”在人来人往的街头,我看见一个像极了您的背影,回想起那个阳光肆意挥洒,混合着糖果,冰淇淋和您怀抱中烟草味道的夏天……整个初三,我压根就没读书,上课睡觉,下课听歌,毕业会考过后,游荡在大街小巷,穿梭于各个网吧,母亲对我忍无可忍, “Miss the faint taste of tobacco on your body ... ” In the middle of the crowded streets, I saw a very like your back, remembered the sun wanton, mixed with candy, ice cream and tobacco flavor in your arms Summer ... ... the whole third day, I did not read at all, sleep in class, get out of class listening to music, after graduation exams, wandering in the streets, shuttle in various Internet cafes, my mother was intolerable to me,