回忆不起究竟是哪一天的早晨,从梦中醒来,余温中有点寒意,心头一阵悸动!头脑中留下这样一些模糊的画面:我穿戴整齐地穿梭于那些熟悉的大街小巷,曾经就读的学校、光影流转的电影院、下水畅游的河滩、乘凉的屋顶、向上蜿蜒的石梯小径……有些昏暗,不见伙伴不见亲人。哪里来的水泡?哪里漂来的浮物?我 Can not remember what day it morning, wake up from the dream, I was a little chill in the temperature, my heart throbbing! Leave some fuzzy picture in my mind: I wear neatly to shuttle in those familiar streets, The schools that attended, the movie theater with light and shadow, the floodplains, the cool rooftops, the meandering stone steps ... some dim, no friends, no loved ones. Where’s the blisters? Floating things where? Me