对我来说,人生其实就是一次旅行。从生命开头到尽头的旅行。在这条路上人们走的走,跑的跑,停的停。不到最后一天我们永远都不会终止自己的行程,我们要么是在奔走中猝然倒下,要么就是在停歇时一眠不醒。人生的确是一次旅行,谁都知道旅行中会有风有雨,但又有几个人能预知这次旅程的长短呢?我想是一个都没有。我觉得人都好可怜,所有人在这一生中都只为了自己心中或有或无、或淡泊或强烈的欲望,而在这个世间不停地穿梭,漂泊。到头来也只是为了让自己死得安稳点。这也是个简单且单纯的愿望,但不知有几个人实现了。 For me, life is actually a trip. Travel from the beginning of life to the end. On this road people walk, run and stop. We will never terminate our journey until the last day. We will either fall in the run or fall asleep. Life is indeed a journey. Everyone knows that there will be wind and rain in the journey. But how many people can predict the length of this trip? I don’t think it’s a single one. I feel that all people are pitiable. All people in this life are only in the world for the sake of whether there is or not, or whether they are indifferent or strong desires. They are constantly on the move and wandering in this world. In the end, it was just to make sure that it was a safe place to die. This is also a simple and pure desire, but I do not know that several people have achieved it.