八月 13th, 2005

盼着工作结束.
盼着作业也写完,
盼着回家。
而这些总会来到.

时光中隐藏着礼物,像拨开灌木丛,看见红色的覆盆子.
但在叶子下边,总会有刺;就在同一时刻,刺伤了手指.

《灵魂的事》:史铁生。可以也需要静静读的书。

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