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在这个十二月的第一个夜晚,我怀想起上个十二月的最后一个夜晚。再次失语。像以前许多次一样。很多人在那个夜晚经过,但只记住了你的经过:抬了抬脸,落下媚眼弯弯,一朵纯白的色彩绽开。那一刻,我毫无防备,心思空灵。温度开始上升,15度到20度,到30度, 再到人体极限。街路另一边的圣诞灯开始依次亮起来,从窗外射过来,我的思维有了很长一段时间的停顿。从见到你开始的半分钟之后,我就失去了主场优势——你的动作、气息,乃至笑声,像是一种细菌,从你走过来那一刻就开始几何倍数地繁殖起来,让我一下无所适从。
On the first night of this December, I remember the last night of December last year. Aphasia again. Like many times before. Many people pass by that night, but only remember your passing: lift the face, fall flirtatious, a pure white color blooming. At that moment, I was unprepared, I was lost in mind. Temperature began to rise, 15 degrees to 20 degrees, to 30 degrees, to the human body limit. The Christmas lights on the other side of the street began to turn on in sequence and shot out of the window. My mind had a pause for a long time. After half a minute since I saw you, I lost my home court advantage - your movements, your breath and even the laughter, like a germ, multiply geometrically by the time you walked in and let me What to do at a glance