人们在潮湿的季节里昏昏欲睡,街上行人寥寥无几。此刻行走的,皆怀抱故事。楔子我的耳朵里住着一片海。每当夜深人静,我便听到海浪的声音,蓝得那么彻底。苏子鱼光着脚,在沙滩上蹦蹦跳跳的,轻盈得像羽毛一样。她旋转、跳跃、奔跑而后又突然停下,笑呵呵地看着我,露出洁白的牙齿。我躲不开她,她就在那里。在大风里,踏着浪,尖叫着,或者大声唱歌。那一段时间,我失恋、失眠,瘦得像白纸。她说,方嘉英,我喜欢你看书时的表情。她说,去看海吧,海浪翻滚,露出坚硬的礁石,风又是那么的好听。她说,你看,夜晚多么安静。 People are drowsy in wet seasons, with few people on the streets. Walking at the moment, all embrace the story. There is a sea in my ears. Whenever the night was quiet, I heard the sound of the waves, blue so thoroughly. Suzi fish barefoot, bouncing on the beach, light like feathers. She spun, jumped, ran and then stopped abruptly, smiling at me, revealing white teeth. I can not hide her, she is there. In the wind, marching, screaming, or singing loudly. During that time, I lost love, insomnia, thin like white paper. She said Fang Jiaying, I like the expression when you read a book. She said, go to see the sea, the waves rolling, revealing a hard reef, the wind is so nice. She said, you see, how quiet the night.