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雪云散尽。记忆短得像要逃到上个世纪,白色的季节里寻不到我扬起的嘴角。醉红自暖。迷惘遗失在柳絮翩飞的某个角落里,拾掇我的黑白心情。抬起眼,阳光已经射进我极力封闭的孤地,洋洋洒洒地拂过黑暗,抚慰这单调了许久的孤寂,铺就成我回忆里最绚烂的片段,装饰着雨雾后映衬出的一个明晰的我,眼睛里折射出的是我对阳光新的诠释,透彻得泛着晶莹,晶莹地跌落在我的脚边,等待我的拾起。已经结痴了的右手无名指无由来地疼痛,揪心的感觉让我品出“十指连心”的意味。我转过我的脸,眼睛定格在一束鲜亮的红。色彩的强烈冲击让我一时忘了去感受痛,忘了去转移目光,下意识地眯起眼睛,伫立着,愣愣的。那束小艳
Snow clouds dispersed. The memory was so short as to escape to the last century, and I couldn’t find my raised mouth in the white season. Drunk red since warm. Lost in a corner of the catkins, picking up my black and white mood. Raising his eyes, the sun has shot into my desolate, isolated land, swiftly rushing through the darkness, soothing the monotony of loneliness for a long time, paving the way to the most splendid fragment of my memory, decorated with a clear image of the rain and fog. The reflection in my eyes is a new interpretation of the sun. It is crystal clear and crystal-clear. It falls to my feet and waits for me to pick it up. The right-hand ring finger, which has become obnoxious, has no choice but to feel pain. The heart-wrenching feeling makes it possible for me to savor the “finger”. I turned my face, eyes fixed in a bright red. The intense impact of color made me forget to feel pain for a moment, forgot to shift my gaze, subconsciously narrow my eyes, stand upright, and groan. That bunch Xiaoyan