她叫释忆,不叫失忆。过去的痛苦因为太清晰,所以想忘记;现在的幸福太鲜明,所以想珍惜。——题记释忆,一个安静的女孩,一个以45度视角仰望天空的守望者,一个喜欢望着窗外而又思绪沸腾的落寞儿。她总是让笔尖与洁白的稿纸接触,喜欢听笔尖一次又一次刺破纸片那种近似脉搏跳动的声响。白纸到底敌不过笔尖,毕 She called memories, not called loss of memory. Past pain because too clear, so want to forget; now the happiness is too clear, so I want to cherish. - Annotations, a quiet girl, a watchman looking up at the sky from a 45 degree angle, a lonely child who likes to look out the window and has thoughts. She always touches the nib with a white manuscript, and listens to the kind of pulse pulsating sound that punctures the paper again and again. White paper in the end enemy nib, Bi