阿菲梦见自己的心碎了,就在大街上,一片一片地,叮叮当当落到地上,闪亮亮地发着光芒。周围满是看热闹的人,卿卿喳喳的,没有认识的人,也没有人来帮助她把心的碎片拾起来。她自己好象并不痛苦,只是在盘算怎样才能找到所有的碎片把它们再拼起来,那可不是一件容易的事情,不过只要拼起来就又没事了,她想。 Affi dreamed of his broken heart, on the street, piece by piece, jingling fell to the ground, shiny shining hair. Surrounded by watching lively people, chattering, people do not know, no one to help her to pieces of heart picked up. She did not seem painful on her own, but merely figuring out how to find all the pieces and putting them together again, that was not an easy task, but she thought, as long as it worked together.