她失去了划船的桨蔡安安喜欢站在阳台,看着世贸大厦时明时暗的灯光,一看就是半个多小时。“霓虹漫漫,夜灯闪闪,白月如霜。”突兀地,她冒出一句俗气到家的诗,这就是我的室友蔡安安。蔡安安一定是生错了家庭,要是生在有钱或者有文化的人家,一定是送去学画画或者学文学。可惜,她只是一个普通人家的孩子,早早地叛逆,又早早地走向社会,怀着一颗蓬勃跳动的文艺心在餐厅里打工。 She lost her rowing paddle. Choi An-an likes to stand on the balcony watching the darkness of the World Trade Center when it is dark. It is more than half an hour. “Neon long, night light twinkling, white moon frost.” "Suddenly, she emerge a vulgar home poem, this is my roommate Cai An. Cai Anan must have been the wrong family, if born in a rich or have a culture of people, must be sent to learn to draw or learn literature. Unfortunately, she is just an ordinary child, rebel early, and early to the community, with a thriving literary heart working in the restaurant.