那是夏天，阳光透过树叶洒下斑驳的光影，微风轻拂，绿意盎然，热情洋溢。重生的红小鬼

　　Monotonousness, loneliness, solitude, and repeat. We were lonely in a summer where everything was alive. Without anything special nor a reason. We wandered through the summer chasing undefined loneliness. Nothing special, no reason.