1不知是夏末还是早秋。那是一个辨不出季节的日子。乌云在空中撕扯,黑暗开始蔓延,夜幕不知不觉已落下。一座位于远郊的异国感化院,窗边黑暗若隐若现,如同模糊的水墨画。湿气掺着海腥味儿,顺着窗缝挤进屋里。偶尔能听见嘟嘟的船笛声,那么这里距离大海应该很近。女子是这样判断她所在的感化院的位置的。月光幽幽地从仅有的小窗缝流进来。呆坐在幽寂的牢房中,女子颓然地感到自己已被葬于坟墓深处。她小心翼翼地试探着把胳膊伸开,却完全感觉 1 I do not know is late summer or early autumn. It is a day that can not tell the season. Dark clouds in the air rip, the darkness began to spread, the night unwittingly has fallen. A foreign reformatory located in the outer suburbs, the darkness of the window looming like a vague ink painting. Moisture mixed with the smell of the sea, squeezed into the house along the window. Occasionally can hear the beep ship flute, then here should be very close to the sea. The girl is so judging her where the reformatory is. Moonlight faintly flows in from the only small window. Sitting in a secluded cell, the woman felt slumped in the depths of the tomb. She carefully tentatively spreads her arms and feels completely