一千个人眼中有一千个哈姆莱特,人生的精彩之处便在于无穷无尽的变化。从我们呱呱坠地开始,路便在我们脚下,在我们心中缓缓展开。这些路或平凡,或不凡,或平淡,或激荡,但都独一无二。有些人痴心于一次次超越,在败坏者的枯骨上踏上巅峰,可也许,最高处,不胜寒,在最初的自豪与骄傲过后便有如刺骨冷风的孤寂袭来,痛入骨髓;有些人流连于油盐酱醋茶的幸福,人生对他们来说便如一次读书的过程,从白纸黑字中咀嚼,感悟平淡如 Thousands of people in the eyes of a thousand Hamlet, life’s wonderful lies in the endless changes. From our birth, the road is at our feet, in our hearts slowly unfold. These roads are trivial, trivial, or plain, or agitated, but all are unique. Some people foolishly overthrow time and time again, setting foot on the peak of the corrupt bones of the spoil, perhaps, the highest point, unspeakable, lonely and biting into the bone marrow after the pride and pride of the first; some wander In the salt and butter vinegar tea happiness, life is like a reading process for them, chewing from the black and white, sentimental plain