这些天我看了一本极好的书--<The heart is a lonely hunter>. It is a story about a clever mute and his four friends (lets call it this way). Among all of them, I love the teenager girl, Miki.

There is a little Miki inside me.This summer morning I just suddenly realize it. There is a little Miki living deeply in my body, but she only wake up in the summer. Whenever she wake up, I can hardly sleep, always lose weight, feeling hurt from time to time, long for going somewhere but always stays there, waiting for sth happen but nothing ever happen. But even so, I still wish she could stay awake in my heart, or at least live there.

So you know, summer does not only means summer to me.

 厦门  六月，2007