J一双球鞋白色的,搁在鞋柜上。那天我穿着它在公园里奔跑,我的脚步轻盈而富有节奏。一群鸟在树上飞来飞去,它们兴奋地叫着。树的阴影接踵而来。那些忽明忽暗的面孔是如此陌生,他们跟我一样,行色匆匆。我把球鞋脱下,白色的,搁在鞋柜上。一晃就过去了十几天。沾着少许泥土的鞋底变得有点僵硬。现在取代它的是一双皮鞋,黑色的,我还没来得 J a pair of shoes white, resting on the shoe. That day I was wearing it running in the park, my pace light and full of rhythm. A group of birds flew in the trees, they exclaimed excitedly. The shadow of the tree comes one after another. Those flickering faces are so strange, they like me, hurry. I took off the shoes, white, resting on the shoe. A flash over a dozen days. The soles with a little dirt get a bit stiff. It is now replaced by a pair of shoes, black, I have not come