他立在窗前认真地嗑着瓜子,对待有些小而瘪的瓜子仁他也不放弃,想着办法掏出来。小手指微翘,指甲特意留长了些,好像专门为了对付这些瓜子仁。他此时的样子像极了一个爱搬弄是非的无聊女人。窗台上袋子里的瓜子已消去了一半,脚下瓜子壳也聚成一堆,却懒得理会。天气溽热,日头毒辣,晃得人睁不开眼。楼下的人只要没戴墨镜的,统一一副心思纠结愁苦的表情。知了玩命吼叫,誓要把天空撕出道口子,让饱受闷热之苦的众生透口气。 He stood in front of the window, earnestly prickly melon, treat some small and deflated melon seeds, he did not give up, think of ways out. Little fingers slightly Alice, nails deliberately to stay longer, as if to deal specifically with these melon seeds Jen. His appearance at this time is like a bored woman who loves teasing right and wrong. Sacks in the bay window melon seeds have been eliminated in half, at the foot of melon shell also gather into a pile, but too lazy to care about. Hot weather, the sun is too hot, shaking people open eyes. Downstairs, as long as those who do not wear sunglasses, the unification of a sad mood intertwined expression. Knowing the roar of life, vowing to tear the road out of the Tao, so full of hot sufferings sentient tone.