“吱--吱——”仲夏夜的蝉,在我即将离开的前夕,卖力放歌,仿佛为我的离去而欣喜若狂。当然,我选择原谅它们。一是我再也不会与它们有什么瓜葛,二是它们曾惨死在我手中的至亲至爱或远房亲戚足以为它们的荒诞而抵罪了。我用了一个生动的词语来形容我此次的离开——逃亡。我坐在列车的某个座位上时,心里充斥着胜利 “Squeak - squeak - ” Cicada midnight summer night, on the eve of my upcoming departure, hard singing, as if I’m leaving ecstatic. Of course, I choose to forgive them. One is that I will never have anything to do with them. The second is that they have been devastated by their abusive dear ones or distant relatives who have died in my hands. I used a vivid words to describe my departure - runaway. When I was seated in a seat on the train, my heart filled with victory