Went back to the old house where we grown up with my sis. This is the playground where we used to play kites. it's so familiar and yet looks different with more trees around now.
拜五晚上的天,深深的蓝。
在前往图书馆的巴士上遇见她,那位盲人画家。我上前跟她寒暄,她似乎还记得我。失去灵魂之窗的她,以更加璀璨的生命存在。想到这点,再痛苦的事,也是渺小的。