这个夏天，我认识了扬，第一次见他，他就是这样子对我笑，那一刻，觉得这个男生笑得暖暖的，像初夏的阳光。
This summer, I knew Yang. He is smiling to me like our first meet. That moment, I found his mildness of smiling displayed the sunshine of the early summer.
一个女子的寂寞就是这样的不堪一击。如果一个男人对我伸出手。如果他的手指是热的。她是谁对我其实已经并不重要。
A woman's loneliness is so fragile. If a man to my hand. If his finger is hot. Who is she to I had actually is not important.
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