11、饺子
他约我去肯德基品尝饺子。我觉得很兴奋。等到日落黄昏之时,他的车子载着我在林荫道停泊。细细碎碎的落叶把一地的忧伤化成了点点滴滴的光影,教人轻易就迷恋这美好的意境。直到红绿灯交换闪烁,我们才发现这个傍晚与辉煌的明星形象失之交臂。
糖分构成的甜把我忧郁的心境点缀成支离破碎的玫瑰花瓣。它害羞地藏进大片绿叶里,娇气地撒野。所以,它的花托不敢严厉地责备它,而是让它尽情绽放。
我对深红色的寂寞于心不忍,跑到刚刚联系上的恋人那里狂欢。他对我义正言辞地说:“Why do you come back to me in the right now?Can you feel that I love you everyday?I think you are beautiful,that I will love you in many times.Do you think so?I was angry yesterday,because I love you like the cat wanna become more and more beautiful.”
我内疚地解释:“I'm so so sorry that I find you are a handsome man.And I hobr /e our love like some rose,because it's so so beautiful.Thank you all the same!Can you feel my love?It's very nice,that something maybe sad because of it.That's my feeling.That's all.”
肯德基里面灯火辉煌。每个顾客的欲望构成了闪烁的平台,更多人想要涉足汲取养分,直至生命灿烂。
白色的饺子安分地躺在盛食物的大容器里,就像被爱人亲吻过后的女人舒服地躺在未装空调的房间。被窝是安逸的,而生活是积极的。每个人都愿意付出一切努力去品味,直至深红色的玫瑰花在恋人的记忆里哭得肝肠寸断、撕心裂肺。
蔷薇在我们的手心绽放,宛如伊人站在水中央,那般美!
故事末尾,饺子还是一个惹人心疼的处子。