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离开故乡,已两个月有余了。南北温差甚大,我愈发不能适应——我的病也愈发严重。已近深冬,苍黄的地面上寥落地横着三两个萧索的小镇。夜风从指间划过,飘下几瓣落英,天地间是一片阴晦的颜色。还记得初来小镇,我内心溢满了不堪的孤愁。南国是茶花的天地,唯一能使我开颜的,也只有那堆簇在高枝上的山茶花了吧。父亲见我如此陶醉于茶花,很高兴,决定定居于此。这样,一抬头就能看见茶花。我的病开始发作,我大口地喘着气,趴在床上翻来覆去。我一
It has been more than two months since I left my hometown. North-South temperature difference is very large, I can not adapt to the increasingly - my disease is also more and more serious. Near the depths of winter, pale yellow ground sparsely scattered three or two small town. The night wind across the finger, floating a few petals fall, between heaven and earth is a dark color. Remember the early town, my heart full of unbearable sadness. Southland is the world of Camellia, the only way I can open the face, and only those piles of camellias on tall branches. I saw my father so intoxicated with camellias, very happy, decided to settle here. In this way, you can see Camellia as soon as you look up. My illness began to attack, and I gasped for breath, lying on the bed and tumbling over. Me one