华刚总要隔一段时间把那顶发套拿出来,戴在最漂亮的塑料模特的头上。然后,细心地给她梳理,抑或长久地对她凝注。那模特长发垂掩下的面庞,酷似那朵挥之不去的带雨梨花。华刚的三年苦恋,收割了这一把青丝。他的一双拐杖,是一条银河,他在这边,爱情在那边。消沉之后的华刚,将这把光滑柔顺的长发,将他的爱与怨密密地织成这顶发套。这爱情唯一的纪念在他眼里是如此的珍贵,当他对那长发飘飘的模特凝眸的时候,若有人走进他的假发店,他会慌慌地将那发套取下收好,生怕别人的一声问津亵渎了它曾拥有的美丽。毕竟是春天了,尽管风里仍有一丝寒意,马路上姑娘们都裙裾飘飘,长发飘飘,象流动的风景。而华刚的风景消失在两年前那个无奈的冬天。……华刚说:“忘了我,听你父母的,好好去做别人的新娘。”华刚不敢触那含泪的眼。华刚说:“不要为我 Huagang always take the top of the hair every once in a while out, wearing the head of the most beautiful plastic model. Then carefully sort her, or long gel her. That model face long hair under the mask, resembles that lingering with pear rain. Huagang three years of love, harvest this a black silk. His crutches were a galaxy, he was here, love was there. Huagang after the depression, this will be smooth and supple long hair, his love and grudges will be woven into the top of the hair set. The only commemoration of love in his eyes is so precious, when he stared at the model with long hair fluttering, if someone walked into his wig shop, he would panic to take the hair off the collection, Fear of others as soon as desecrated the beauty it had. After all, is spring, although the wind is still a hint of chill, the girls on the road are fluttering dresses, fluttering hair, like the flow of the landscape. The scenery of Huagang disappeared two years ago that helpless winter. ... ... Huagang said: ”forget me, listen to your parents, good to be someone else’s bride. “ Huagang can not touch that tearful eyes. Huagang said: ”Do not be for me