我来过这个天台无数次,这里离天很近。城市的星空总是黯淡,但站在这,我却能将这些蒙尘的星星看得真切一点——也许那只是心理安慰,但我固执地想要这种安慰。我不会忘记,那年我与她初见,她眼中闪烁着的耀眼星芒。她与我相见在天台。那天我刚刚与父亲吵架,心中气闷,便找了个梯子爬上楼顶的天台。彼时的她衣着整洁,骨子里透着职业女性特有的精干与坚强。而我,穿着睡衣,身上散发着学生的稚气。我与她比起来,像是两个世 I’ve been to this rooftop countless times, very close to the sky here. The sky in the city is always bleak, but standing here, I can see these dusty stars a little more real - maybe that is just psychological comfort, but I stubbornly want such comfort. I will not forget, that year I first saw her, shining star in her eyes. She meets me on the rooftops. That day I just quarreled with my father, my heart depressed, they found a ladder to climb the rooftop roof. At that time, she was dressed and tidy, revealing the lean and strong working women. And I, wearing pajamas, exudes a childish childish body. I compare with her, like two worlds