小椿15岁那年春天生了一场病,重度肺炎。那个春天真是难熬,就像窗外没完没了的沙尘暴。刚入院的时候,会有朋友来看她,叽叽喳喳地。时间久了,大家都忙于功课,也只是打电话和她八卦一小会儿就挂掉了。而大多数时间,她就半躺在那里,看透明药水一点点进入自己的血管,像寂寞无语的青春期。窗子外面的春天快过完的时候,小椿床边的窗台上出现了一盆花,结着小小的粉白色花蕾。她问了护士、护工和病友,没有人知道是谁放的。她每天 Little toon 15-year-old spring gave birth to a disease, severe pneumonia. That spring is really tough, like an endless dust storm out the window. Just admitted to hospital, there will be friends to see her, twitter. A long time, we are busy with homework, just call and her gossip for a short while hung up. And most of the time, she lay there halfway, watching the transparent syrup a little into his own blood vessels, like a lonely adolescent speechless. When the spring outside the window was almost over, a potted flower appeared on the ledge on the bedside of the small croaker and a small pink-white flower bud was formed. She asked nurses, carers, and sick friends, no one knew who put it. She everyday