我六岁那年才第一次见到她,我姐姐。她梳着长长的麻花辫,侧面朝着我, 嘴唇倔强地抿着,眼睫毛长得像梅花鹿, 眼睛里面似乎储满了流动的水,仿佛冬天的湖,既清澈又冰冷。 I only met her when I was six years old. My sister. She had a long braid and her side turned toward me. Her lips narrowed and her eyelashes looked like a spotted deer. The eyes seemed to be full of flowing water, as if the winter lake was clear and cold.