藍色給我們帶來的不僅是美麗,有時會是一種回憶。
“你喜歡藍色嗎?”藍藍躺在病床上笑著問。
這是我們見面時她說的一句話。我沖她笑了笑:“有一些了?!?/p>
我看出她很興奮,不停地撫摸著她已經沒有頭發的腦袋。
她得的什么病我并不知道,只是猜測或許和我爺爺一樣的癌癥。我是因為照顧爺爺才認識她的,但我不相信這樣可愛的小姑娘會得上這么可怕的病。
看樣子她比我小,小多少我不知道,我唯一知道的是她喜歡藍色。
那是我們第一次談話,“你喜歡什么顏色?”藍藍歪著光光的腦袋問我。
“嗯―綠色?!?/p>
藍藍點點頭。
“你呢?”我知道她在等我問她。“你猜?”“紅色?黃色?紫色?還是……”
“哎呀,你真笨,我喜歡藍色!”我馬上裝出恍然大悟的樣子。
其實都知道她喜歡藍色,她不僅叫藍藍,而且所有的生活用品都是藍色的。突然她湊近了我:“你也喜歡藍色好嗎?”
“為什么?”我故意逗她。她慢慢低下了頭,“如果我死了,世界上就會少一個喜歡藍色的人,藍色會不高興的?!蔽业谋亲佑行┧?。
她看我不說話,又說:“你可以慢慢地喜歡,不過……”“我答應你,我會喜歡藍色的!”我怕我的眼淚流下來。從那以后每次我見藍藍,她都要問我這個問題,我那天的回答令她很滿意。
晚上做了一個夢,夢見藍藍的病好了。第二天一大早就向醫院跑去,想快一點告訴她這個好消息。面對那一張空空的病床我呆若木雞。她走了。她是一個藍色的生命。她走了,她把藍色留下來。她沒有讓藍色失望,我的心底永遠有一抹藍色……
Blue color brings us not lonely beauty but also memories sometimes.
“Do you like blue color?”asked Blue smilingly, in her sick bed.
This was what she said to me when we met.I smiled,“Just a bit.”
I perceived she became excited for she kept scratching her bare head.
I did not know what illness she was suffering from but I guessed she, like my grandfather, perhaps had cancer. Because I went to the ward to attend on Grandfather, I became acquainted with her. I could not believe so lovely a girl had caught such a deadly illness.
She looked young but I had no idea how many years younger she was than I. The only thing I knew of her was that she had a fancy for blue.
“Which color do you like?” asked she, tilting her bare head when we talked for the first time.
“Eh, green.”
She nodded.
“And you?” I knew she was expecting me to ask her.
“Guess at it.”“Red? Yellow? Purple? Or...”
“Ah, how silly you are! I like blue!” At once I pretended I suddenly saw the light.
In fact we all knew blue was her favorite color because not only she was called Blue but everything she used was of blue color.Drawing herself nearer to me suddenly, she said,“Be fond of blue, will you?”
“Why?” I teased her on purpose. She lowered her head slowly and said,“If I die, one person is lost from those whose favorite color is blue, which will displease blue.” I felt a bit distressed.Noticing I said nothing, she said, “You can like it gradually but ...”
“I promise,”I put in, fearing tears would run down my cheeks, “I will like it. ”She must be very satisfied with my answer that day for afterwards she would ask the same question each time she saw me.
One night I had a dream and I dreamt she had recovered from her illness. I scurried to the hospital to tell her the good omen early next morning but I was dumbstruck to see her sick bed empty. She withered away. She, a blue creature, passed away, leaving blue behind in the world. She does not disappoint blue for a touch of that color will remain forever in the bottom of my heart.