第一章1自己跟自己的斗争这个女人一直在跟自己做斗争。她已经很老了。所有皮肤都松软地趴着,连一条像样的皱纹都撑不起来。她的脸和脖子细痕密布。因肤色白皙,这些痕迹不像是时光之刀随意划下,而更像是一支细笔,一下一下描绘而出。她的眼睛也已浑浊不堪,但在蓦然睁大时,仍然能看到有光芒从中射出。她经常盯着一处发呆,似乎若有所思,又 The first chapter 1 own fight with myself This woman has been fighting with myself. She is very old. All skin is tummy soft, even a decent wrinkles are not up. Her face and neck were finely grained. Due to the fair complexion, these traces are not like the knife of time free to draw down, but more like a pen, what look out. Her eyes were muddled, but when she was wide, she could still see the light coming out of it. She often stared at a daze, it seems thoughtful, and again