谁,坐在我的对面,长久地不说话,谁也没有,只有我独自一个人,一生中只有一个这样的下午出奇的洁净,阳光远了,尘嚣没有了,只有一种久远的气味弥漫着,是什么样的味道?不,不是我一个人,她,坐我的对面,我看着泪水顺着她的指缝静静地流淌,我不敢说一句话,此时, Who, sat across from me, long time not to speak, no one, only I am alone, only one such afternoon surprisingly clean life, the sun is far away, the hubbub is gone, only a kind of distant smell pervaded , What kind of taste? No, not me alone, she sat across from me, I watched tears flowing quietly along her fingers, I can not say a word, at this time,