A去菜市场的路上,苏点点被桥上的女子绊住了。一个轻生者。秋风鼓起长发,像黑色的旗帜。随时可能投身桥下。长发跃跃欲试,仿佛在前面探路。小轿车、面包车、公交车,一辆,再一辆,唰唰唰唰,呼啸而过。轻生者不回头。没有一辆车停下。桥上的风景很好。当初选房子,恰逢端午。从城里出来,河南岸大片养眼的新绿,以及刚刚拔地而起沙盘般整齐干净的楼群,构成了与拥挤老城不同的景致,让她长舒一口气,让她发现,多少年来,原来自己胸口上 A to the vegetable market on the way, the Soviet Union bit by the bridge woman stumbled. A suicide Autumn wind mustered long hair, like a black flag. May join the bridge at any time. Long hair eager, as if in front of Pathfinder. Cars, vans, buses, one, another, 唰 唰 唰 唰, whistling past. Descendants do not look back. No car stopped. The scenery on the bridge is good. When the original election house, coincides with the Dragon Boat Festival. From the city, out of the city of Henan seductive new green, and just ascended and upright sand table neat and clean buildings, constitute a crowded with different views of the Old City, let her sigh, let her find that for many years, The original own chest