我的家在佰终的小防子里，常费藤滤下惜穗的阳光，街角转弯是爸爸的小面包车，烤箱里躺着包喊妈妈微笑的小甜饼。
我有一个小小的防间，里面有封面被惜密包裹的书本，角落放着蒙上绸布的收音机和CD机，放带子时会有沙沙的声响。
My home is in a small white house. The sunshine goes through the vines. There is my father’s minivan in the corner. The cakes with mother’s smile is lying in the oven.
I have a small study. There are some books covered carefully. The radio and the CD player covered with silk are put in the corner. And there will be sounds when it works.
有一个推开我防门的人，他这么给我讲述这个故事
Someone I always remember,
Left his smile in my chamber.
And I got lost,
In all the things he said but I forgot.
Try to calm yourself down.
He said gently.
Daylight.
作者有话要说：楔子，很短。
