佛说:心中有尘,不得自由。讲的应该就是我。几声清脆的响声,我的手机已经躺在悬崖的下方,呈四分五裂状——这就是试图在青海湖边找信号的代价。望着这台已然撒手人寰的半新不旧的手机,我的心如刀割——我的家人、朋友、同事、股市和我这次旅游的照片,都和那手机有着千丝万缕的联系。现在,四处荒野如漠,高高低低的沙雕似乎都在笑我,我要在青海度过没有手机的一星期。 Buddha said: There is dust in the heart, not free. It should be me. A few crisp sounds, my cell phone has been lying below the cliff, was cracked - this is the price trying to find a signal in Qinghai Lake. Looking at this old and new mobile phone that has been set off, my heart is like a knife - my family, friends, colleagues, the stock market and my travel photos are inextricably linked to that phone contact. Now, sand deserts with deserts and lows all seem to laugh at me, and I want to spend a week in Qinghai without a cellphone.