学习岁月真是把杀猪刀。随着时空的迁移,我的中国情结被剁得七零八落,片甲没留下几块。我在荷兰不但爱上了三公分窄跟紧脚皮鞋,而且得寸进尺,对跳舞也从反感到着迷了,几个月不去跳,脚跟就发痒,便包里揣着高跟鞋,到舞会门口换上。先是六公分跟的,后来发展到八公分的,还不过瘾,最后低于十公分的免谈。我恋上了走高跷的感觉,尤其是身穿 Learning years really kill knives. With the migration of time and space, my Chinese complex was chopped up and pieces were not left behind. In the Netherlands I not only fell in love with the three centimeters with tight tight feet leather shoes, but also inch inch footage, the dance is also obsessed with antipathy, a few months do not jump, itchy heel, then the bag with high heels, the ball to the door on. First followed by six centimeters, and later developed to eight centimeters, not fun, and finally less than ten centimeters of free talk. I fell in love with the feeling of walking on stilts, especially wearing