钟声响起的时候,教堂上有没有白色的鸽群掠过?北半球的夜空焰火绚烂,我坐在黑暗里,突然这样想。钟声响了。我微笑了。十五年的青春,打马而过。每当我想要感怀时光,就会想起教堂。我觉得那些年少清澈的日子,就像是穿过尖尖的十字架散落一地的阳光,教堂里的阳光。十五年的时光,我 When the bell rang, there were white pigeons passing by in the church, fireworks in the night sky in the northern hemisphere. I sat in the dark and suddenly thought so. The bell rang. I smile. Fifteen years of youth, playing horses. Whenever I want to feel the time, I think of the church. I feel that those young and clear days are like the sun shining through the sharp cross, the sun in the church. Fifteen years, I