1读一篇博文,被一段话深深打动。“一笔一画地写一个‘旧’字,才发现,旧,是枯瘦‘一日’。穿过红尘,大概能记起的,也许就是这样曾拥有的某一日……这一日,被翻过的光阴,流水一样绕山越石而去……但我相信,你在想念的路上,翻山越岭,终能得一见……”旧,竟只需“一日”的功夫。太阳从东面出来,再从西面落下,这一日便完成,只这一日完成,一切便成为了旧。而你我正是这样在一日一日的完成中,浑然不觉地倏忽就把 1 read a blog, was deeply moved by a passage. “One by one to write an ’old’ words, only to find that the old, is skinny ’day.’ Through the red dust, probably remembered, perhaps this has been a day ... ... this day , Was turned over the time, the same winding mountain water around ... but I believe, you are missing on the road, over the mountains and finally be able to see ... ... ”old, actually only “ day ” Kung Fu. When the sun comes out from the east and falls again from the west, it will be completed on that day. Only this day will be completed and everything will become old. And you and I are exactly like this in the completion of the day, unknowingly slightest put it