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1那晚的风,生猛异常,把他的心事吹得东倒西歪,也把他横躺的紧张吹得根根竖起。那晚的月,明亮得毫不客气,把我白T恤上的黄渍、黑色长裙上的褶皱都照得纤毫毕现。我们在野生的风和月里,沿着操场最外边的跑道,一圈圈地走。他沉默得让我不知所措,以至于每走完一圈,我都忍不住问上一句:“几点了,是不是该回去了?”他不看表,也不看操场边奄奄一息的灯光,低着沉甸甸的头,踢踢脚下红色的塑胶跑道,闷闷地应答:“再走一圈吧!”800米一圈的跑道,到底消除了他多少斤紧张,又能喂进他几两勇气?我很想知道。
The wind of that night was fiercely anomalous, blowing his mind over and over, and putting the tension of his lying on the ground. The night of that month was bright and bluntly, with the yellow stains on my white T-shirt and the folds on the black dress all finished. In the wild winds and months, we walked round the outermost runway of the playground. He was so overwhelmed by my silence that I could not help but ask, “What time is it right?” “He does not watch the table nor watch the playground Dying lights, low heavy head, kick the foot of the red plastic track, muffled response: ”walk around!“ ”800 meters lap runway, in the end to eliminate how much he was nervous, but also Feel the courage to feed him? I really want to know.