静安沉恒,默然相随,也许这相知相守只是一时的,但他更希望,这是一世。(?)那年的圣诞节,雪自屋瓦落下,穿着白毛衣的青年伸出手,去接窗外的雪花,细小的雪花落在手心里,瞬间融化。身后的声音打破短暂的宁静:“静安,找了你半天。开饭了。”被叫作静安的青年回头:“舅妈,都来齐了吗?”“都来齐了,就等你。” Jing-Shen Shen Heng, silent phase, perhaps this is only temporary temporary phase, but he also hoped that this is the first world. (?) That year’s Christmas, snow fall from the house roof, young people in white sweaters reach out to meet the window of the snow, small snowflakes fall in the palm of your hand, the moment melts. Behind the sound to break the brief tranquility: “Jing’an, looking for you for a long time. Dinner.” “Called Jing’an young people look back: ” aunt, have come together? “” Waiting for you. "