天亮了。楼下传来一阵我的手机铃声,像马路边上冰激凌车“叮叮咚咚”的铃声……楼下传来的?嗯,没错,是昨晚我自个儿把它从我家二楼窗户丢出去的——它是鸦片,是毒品,它无时无刻不在压榨我的时间,吞噬我的灵魂。只要有它在,我就刷微博刷到停不下来,看剧看到地老天荒。它是我的影子,却暴露出我肮脏不堪的一面,所以,我把它丢了出去,想要彻底与它“告别”。 Its daybreak. Downstairs there was a ring of my cell-phone ring, like an ice-cream car on the street, “ringing” ringtones ... downstairs? Well, yes, last night I took it from my house two Lou windows thrown - it is opium, is a drug, it is all the time squeezing my time, devouring my soul. As long as it is in, I brush the microblogging brush to stop, see the play see the end of time. It was my shadow, but it exposed my dirty side, so I threw it out and wanted to say “Farewell” to it.