意外倒下,却总是脑壳触地2014年5月27日,星期二。天气晴好。东边的暖云就像一个梦,斩头去尾,露出了妙曼的腰身。没有什么鱼肚白,那是死鱼的集体葬礼。我一早即起,第一件事是泡茶。碧潭飘雪,要略带涩味儿的。简单活动身体,骨头从鼻梁、颈椎响到脚趾,好像拆散了一把枪又重新组装一回。吃过早餐就打开电脑……这几乎是我十几年来的生活流水。昨 Accidentally fall, but always skull touch May 27, 2014, Tuesday. The weather is fine. The east of the warm cloud is like a dream, beheaded to the tail, revealing the graceful man’s waist. Nothing white, it is a collective funeral of dead fish. I wake up early, the first thing is tea. Bitan snow, to be slightly astringent children. Simple body movement, the bones from the bridge of the nose, the neck ring toes, as if to split a gun and reassemble for a while. Open the computer after breakfast ... This is almost my life more than 10 years. Yesterday