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If I should see you,after long years.How could I greet?with tears,with silence?这是我翻箱倒柜找东西时,不经意从陈年日记本里跳出来的一首诗。整个页面上除了这两句话,干干净净,一字未留,最下面的时间标注是“2006.2.12.永不忘记。”可是,即便我挖空脑袋,也想不起当年的“永不忘记”是什么,更不谈这个遥远而具体的日期。我们有时候,真的太过相信自己的记忆。花落水流红,流年暗中偷换,从鲜衣怒马到喜怒不显山露水,边行走边遗忘,也是福气。
If I should see you, after long years. How could I greet? With tears, with silence? This is a poem I inadvertently jumped out of the aged diary when I found something in my closet. In addition to these two sentences on the entire page, clean, no words left, the bottom of the time mark is “2006.2.12. Never forget. ” However, even if I hollowed out the head, can not remember the year “Never forget ” what, not to mention the distant and specific date. Sometimes we really believe in our memory too much. Blooming red flow, secretly secretly exchange, from angry clothes to angry mood is not significant mountain dew, while walking forgotten, but also the blessing.