我仿佛又回到了前世永巷外罚跪的时候<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923558098.png)'></span>无边的孤寂和痛苦像海水一样密密的淹没了我<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923573216.png)'></span>那年春天<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923558098.png)'></span>我穿着单衣襦裙<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923558098.png)'></span>膝盖就这么隔着薄薄的布料印在青石板上<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923573216.png)'></span>如今<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923558098.png)'></span>虽然我的膝盖被袄裤保护着<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349144352122/12786725/-29048913923558098.png)'></span>但是那青石板下透出来的幽寒和清冷<span class='character' styl