总有那么一刻,在心跳面前文字与话语会显得那么苍白无力。这种感觉,像极了地中海气候,忽然而至的大雪总是躲在阳光灿烂的下一秒。一切变幻的漩涡起因,只是那天我在笔记本上乱涂乱画时不经意间写下的名字。仿佛守在自己心里的秘密花园突然被人发现,心里刚刚生出的枝节把心脏猛刮了一下,猝不及防。于是,我开始有意无意地逃避旁边妈妈的目光,因为直白的对视总会暴露心底最柔软的心事。妈妈对女儿总有最细微的感触,她的 There is always a moment, words and discourse in front of the heart will look so pale and weak. This feeling, like the extreme Mediterranean climate, sudden heavy snow always hiding in the sunny next second. The whirlpool of change is just the name I wrote in a notebook when I was in a mess. As if kept in his secret garden suddenly found, heart just gave birth to the branch of the heart a sharp scraping, caught off guard. As a result, I began to consciously or unconsciously avoid the eyes of my mom, because the straightforward viewing always reveals the heart of the most soft heart. Mom always has the most subtle feelings of her daughter, she