1一阵枯叶,沙沙的,从我店门口卷过,右手的刻刀,有仇似的,扎进左手的拇指,血涌出来,像一朵花儿,可惜,左手缩得太快,花儿给弄残了。我用嘴吮了一口,血又涌出一朵花儿,一朵带刺的花儿。刻了一半的公章,被刻刀划出一道流星般的深痕,没办法,只能让它长眠于垃圾筒。心突然像一只小野兔,噗噗地跳,把本来就沉闷的情绪弄得乌烟瘴气,乌烟瘴气中,似乎还夹杂着些许冤气。在小店里枯坐一个上午,好不容易接着一桩生意,一桩三十块钱的生意,还要我增加成本,还要我出点血,这对学易的人来说,不是什么好兆头。又换 1 a while dead leaves, rustling, rolled over from my storefront, the right hand of the knife, hatred, plunged into his left thumb, the blood poured out, like a flower, unfortunately, his left hand shrink too fast, flowers Children to the disability. I sucked my mouth, blood and pour a flower, a barbed flower. Engraved in half the official seal, a knife was drawn a meteor-like deep marks, no way, only let it sleep in the trash can. Suddenly the heart like a small rabbit, puff jump, the already boring mood made dismay, ill-fated, seems to be mixed with a little grudge. Sitting in a small shop in the morning, finally a business, a thirty dollars business, but also I increase the cost, but also a little bit of my blood, which is easy to learn, is not good Sign Change again