你是我淋过一场大雨之后的晴朗,那是春雨里洗过的太阳。每个冬季带来失落,伤得多深,然后忽然看懂云的形状。——题记我还记得一个月之前,窗外的星夜如蓝绒一般美丽,干净的月光打在窗台上,我把脊背弯曲到最大限度,像我讨厌的虾米。厚实的棉被无法给我温暖,因为心雨是透心的凉,从我皮肤下每一块组织,到脚趾最后一丝神经,透心的 You are the sunny after I had poured a heavy rain, it was the sun washed in the spring rain. Lost each winter, how deep injury, and then suddenly understand the shape of the cloud. - Inscription I still remember a month ago, the starry night outside the window as blue velvet is generally beautiful, clean moonlight hit the windowsill, I bend the back to the maximum extent, like I hate shrimp. Thick quilts can not give me warm, because the heart of the rain is through the heart, from my skin every piece of tissue, to the last trace of nerve toes, through the heart