I am nobody (4) 我是无名之辈之四

Nobody has a hat. It was made in Italy but purchased in Japan years ago. It was a gift from someone who was once important. Its simple style is just what she likes. But it is a little too big for her and she doesn’t wear it often. This afternoon, she sees it at her closet, puts it on and remembers the history it contains. It’s been a long time now, she thinks. It’s funny that so many things are moving backward in time, making her feel old. A long time ago, when she was an elementary school student, she always thought that those middle school students are “so big and so old.” She looked up to them and couldn’t wait to become a middle school student. Now even a college student or graduate student is too young.


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