我走着,在这幽暗的林间小道。路旁的花儿在微风中轻摆,播撒着神秘的芬芳;斑驳的树影向后抛去,连出一道道亮线——我仿佛在时空的隧道里超行。天上,地下,甚至就在这密林间,该有多少事情发生过,又有多少没有发生——未如所料的事发生时,人们往往惶恐;而本应如所料的却没有发生,人 I walked in this dark forest path. The flowers on the roadside were swaying in the breeze and a mysterious fragrance was spreading. The mottled tree shadows were thrown backwards and a bright line appeared. I seemed to be walking in the tunnel of time and space. In the heavens and the earth, even in the jungle, how many things happened and how many did not happen - people did not fear as expected; but it should have happened as expected.