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I tried to calm down, but every nerve I have was quivering with agony when I recalled all those things I hadsuffered. Love, oh, when I thought of this word, it always set my imagination on fire and I could only imagine the scent of roses, the taste of chocolates, and the anthem of God, yet
facing all the ferocious and disproportioned chastisements I had endured, I could by no means understand why love was always so cruel to me, only bearing vicious fruit rather than that of happiness. why?!
The aura around me was thick with unbreathable quietness, eerie, unbearable and frightening my tear-causing thoughts. The voice of my last-made sound, the anguished query, seemed echoing, and vibrating in my ears, getting
louder and louder. Huge sharp pain started streaking from my audible organ to every nerve I have.
All of a sudden, everything rest in peace again. I was stunned by the bizarre serenity. Like an owl, who should suddenly see the sunlight, from all the darkness of its dwelling, being dazzled and blinded by the unexpected
brightness, I felt like I had been totally deafened by the accidental quietness.
Then, as it always being, there was wind, and a spray of torn leaves were whirling everywhere. Everything was in gray. The grave environment tortured me. I could feel no pain--it was more than a pain I could tell. And then, I could hear again, the low, heavy, wicked moaning of the wind. I thought I was dead, but no, I could not be dead. I was feeling cold. The chill of wind wasregistering through my thin garments along with my skin and flesh, and finally dwelling in my heart. My heart was frozen... |
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