许多人青春年少过,年富力强过,失败过,辉煌过,但不管怎么样,人终究是活着活着就变老了。老了也就老了,没了似乎也就没了。过去的已经过去,现在的,也正在形成过去。过去,所有的过去,似乎都是紧紧关上了的一道门。那是一面虚无之门,在我的感受中是夜色一般的漆黑。然而我在想,人走在他的生命旅途中或许会在某个夜里发现,噢,原来我也应该是一颗遥远的星子。 Many people are young and have fewer children, they are more prosperous and prosperous, they have failed and become brilliant, but in any case, they become old after they live and live. Old is old, gone seems to be gone. The past, the present, and the past are forming. The past, all the past, seems to be a closed door. That is the door to nothingness, darkness of night in my feelings. However, I was thinking that a man walking in the path of his life might find it some night, oh, so I should have been a distant star too.