甩裙襬轉圈圈畫圓

 

 

 

                                                               

 

 

 

                                                                                                  起床了 ,
                                                                                                  望著回憶發呆 o

                                                                                                  回憶沒有又溼又稠地侵透著身體 ,
                                                                                                  回憶只是用一種最微不足道的方式 , 輕輕地又輕輕地推入了腦漿 ,

                                                                                                  好像也沒什麼 o