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74年前,一个平凡的女孩诞生在烽火连绵的重庆,这多少隐喻着她的一生注定历尽苦难,最后只留给世人一声叹息、一个仰望。她叫三毛,也叫陈平。关于三毛最初的记忆,夹杂着我对初恋的回忆。当时正值高三,故事就从我送她一本《雨季不再来》开始,后来她也渐渐喜欢上了三毛的文字。那时的感情就如书里的纯真,当然,免不了还有青春的苦涩。高考结束后,我像生了一场大病,整个人空荡荡,灵魂异常贫瘠,并没预想中的欢喜,反而觉得若有
74 years ago, an ordinary girl was born in the flames of Chongqing, how much metaphor of her life is doomed to suffering, and finally only to the world a sigh, a look. She called San Mao, also known as Chen Ping. About San Mao’s first memory, mixed with my first love memories. At that time, the third year of high school, the story started with the moment I sent her a “rainy season is not coming”, and later she gradually liked the text of Sanmao. At that time the feelings of the book as innocent, of course, inevitably still bitter youth. After the college entrance examination ended, I was born like a serious illness, the entire person empty, the soul of the poor barren, did not expect the joy, but feel that if there is