朋友让写一篇关于优雅女人的文字,初听起来,竟然眼前一片模糊,迷障了般。如今这样快餐的时代,所有慢半拍的东西都当作右派被打倒,抑或看也不看就直接丢进刷着蓝漆的垃圾桶里,倘若一个齐耳头发的男人立在安顺桥上摇 Friends to write an elegant woman on the text, the initial sound, even the eyes of a blurry, distracted. Nowadays, in such an era of fast food, all the things that are slow and half-patted are knocked down as rightists or thrown into blue-painted trash cans without seeing them. If a man with a sharp hair stands on the Anshun Bridge