无聊的人漫无边际地吹着天上已转晕的牛,却不知什么时候该停下来休息休息。在风里我们已悄悄长大,我讨厌“不知不觉”, 但我确已不知不觉地长大了,尽管一再想成熟起来,却还是徒劳, 依然幼稚。上了初二,好像一切感觉都不复存在,物是人非,好像只能用这个词来形容这种和我同龄的人的无奈。 The bored people blew endlessly on the cows that had turned in the sky, but they did not know when to stop and rest. In the wind, we have grown up quietly. I hate “unconsciously.” But I have grown up unknowingly. Although I want to mature again, I still use it in vain. Still childish. On the second day, it seems that everything does not exist and that things are human and non-human. It seems that this word can only be used to describe the helplessness of people of my age.