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我总是不知道该怎么写一个故事的开头,现在也一样。总有人说,如果是伤疤,就不要总是揭开它,更不要在伤口上撒盐,可我觉得如果不看一看,你就永远不知道它是不是已经痊愈。那个不要往伤口上撒盐的说辞也都是以伤口没有愈合为前提的。我现在确定那段经历造成的伤口已经愈合了,再没有知觉,可以随意揭开。故事就从我现在的一个习惯讲起吧。每当有风吹过,我都会四处张望,因为他说只要我想到他,他就会变成风听我诉说。我相信。就叫他“风”吧,因为我答应爸爸妈妈再也不会提他的名字。
I always do not know how to write a story at the beginning, the same now. Someone always says that if it’s a scar, do not always uncover it, let alone salt your wound, but I feel like you never know if it’s not cured. That is not to salt to the wounds of the rhetoric are also not wound healing as a precondition. I’m now sure that the wounds from that experience have healed, and without any sense, I can feel free to uncover it. Let’s start with one of my current habits. Whenever the wind blows, I will look around because he said he will listen to me whenever I think of him. I believe. Just call him “Wind” because I promised Mom and Dad never to mention his name again.