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2005年5月17日从卧室门口走到窗前是7步,从窗前返回卧室却用了17步。一个人呆在家里就是这样踱来踱去,看着窗外,犹如一只井底之蛙期待跳出井底后想拥有一个缤纷的世界。可此时我已不知心情有多么麻木,只记得每踱一步都要做出一个很大的决定。窗外是嘈杂的街道,昏昏沉沉的,什么也没有。马路上,人们都匆匆地走着。叶子碎在他们的脚下,发出痛苦的呻吟声。我不知道自己是否还立在雨中,如同睡着了, 懒散地飘落。潮湿的空气中似乎嗅得到
On May 17, 2005, I walked from the bedroom door to the window in 7 steps, and from the window back to the bedroom, I used 17 steps. A person stays at home just like this, looking out of the window like a frog at the bottom of a well looking forward to jumping out of the well and thinking of having a colorful world. At this time, I have no idea how numb my heart is, just remember to make a big decision every step of the way. Out of the window is a noisy street, groggy, and nothing. People are hurrying along the road. The leaves smashed under their feet and made a painful groan. I do not know if I still stand in the rain, as if I was asleep, I was falling lazily. It seems to smell in the damp air