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我喜欢喝浓茶,浓茶筋道,有味。那天傍晚,我就是泡了一壶浓茶,独自坐在窗户前的。那扇窗户很大,我结婚装修房子时,特意安装上了这扇窗户。有部电视剧浪漫的故事就在落地窗前展开的。婚后,我们在窗前浪漫,每个夜晚他都翘首以待,缠绵在蜜月中。最终我们有了爱情的结晶。现在,我在喝浓茶,思绪在窗外犹如那段记忆漂渺不定。我时而回忆抚摸着她的肚子的情形,时而想起我开着车疯狂地奔跑在马路上的情形。它们交织在一起,模糊起来。我的头疼,疼的不愿意再想
I like to drink tea, thick tea, taste. That evening, I was soaked in a pot of tea, sitting alone in front of the window. That window is very large, I was married to decorate the house, specially installed on this window. Some TV series romantic story unfolds in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. After the wedding, we are romantic at the window, he is waiting for every night, linger in the honeymoon. In the end we have the crystallization of love. Now, I am drinking strong tea, my thoughts in the window like that period of uncertainty. I sometimes recall the situation touching her belly, and sometimes think of my car running wildly on the road. They are intertwined and blurred. My headache, pain, do not want to think again