前记我不太懂北方的冬天。打开文档的时候我还在想:法国梧桐的叶子在这个时候应该落得差不多了吧,可现在这里才刚刚入冬。我又开始在奇怪的思维里纠结。你在的话,会说我是个傻瓜吧。是哦。于是我走到窗边,透过不太明亮的玻璃,看到楼下的法国梧桐只剩下白色的枝丫在风里孤独地跳舞。1.开始有同旅者的流浪第一次见到他是在灯光明亮的地下通道,他在弹吉他,我专注 I did not quite understand the northern winter before. When I opened the document I was still wondering: the leaves of Sycamore should have fallen almost at this time, but now it is just winter. I began to tangle in strange thinking. If you are there, I will be a fool. right. So I went to the window, through the glass is not too bright, I saw the downstairs Plato only white branches in the wind alone solitary dance. 1. Start to wander with fellow travelers for the first time to see him in the bright light of the underground passage, he is playing guitar, I focus