一隔着灰扑扑的玻璃窗,还是能感觉到热风的重量。图梓坐在最后一排,耳机里循环着手岛葵空灵的歌声。她靠着震幅不大的窗,几乎快睡着的时候,一阵急刹车把她从困意里扯回。“……不会撞人了吧。”旁边的大妈忧心忡忡。图梓拉开窗,绵热的风瞬即扑向她的脸。热烈的光,从云层笼下来,照亮每个粗糙的细节。有一只油亮的大瓢虫停在她的手背上,痒痒的,她捉住那只虫子,把它放进手心里。瓢 A gray glass across the window, still can feel the weight of the hot air. Zi Zi sat in the last row, headphone loop around the island ethereal singing song. When she was almost asleep, leaning on the window of small amplitude, she pulled her from his sleepy mood while braking hard. “... will not hit it. ” Next to the aunt worried. Figure Zi pull the window, the warm wind immediately rushed her face. The warm light, caged from the clouds, brightened each rough detail. An oily big ladybug stopped on the back of her hand, itchy, she caught the bug and put it in her hand. ladle