无约，你邂逅来到我的宿舍。你一脸木然，神态庄重、肃穆。左手握成拳，拳背脉管如山路的经纬。你说：“那棵山桃死了。”面有戚容，眼帘下垂，悲切溢于言表。激发我浑身一阵阵涌出无限的微颤和心酸。这时，我才看清你右手拿着一束桃花枝。我知道你大老远跑来告我这，这意... No appointment, you come to my hostel encounter. You look wood, demeanor solemn, solemn. Left hand into a boxing, fist back vascular mountain latitude and longitude. You say: “That mountain is dead.” There is tolerance, eyes drooping, sadness overflowing with words. Inspire me whole body burst out of infinite tremor and sad. At this moment, I see you have a bouquet of peach branches in your right hand. I know you are coming all the way to tell me that this means ...