走在大都市里,总会有迷失自我的感觉,灯红酒绿,轻歌曼舞,让人飘飘然。而这些,只不过是粉饰太平,繁华的假象背后,是无法想象的欺骗、肮脏、麻木、堕落……来到这人人向往的“天堂”,我感到的却是炼狱般的煎熬。真诚哪去了?真心哪去了?真情哪去了?真,到哪里去了?每当此时,我总会想起一些往事,那山,那水,那人,那事,像雾像雨又像风。 Walking in the big city, there will always be a sense of loss of self, lights up, swaying and dancing, people sway. And these are just behind the illusion of decoration, the illusion of prosperity, unimaginable deception, filth, numbness, and depravity... Come to this “paradise” that everyone longs for, I feel like a hell of hell. Where did you sincerely go? Where did you go? Where did the truth go? Really, where did you go? Whenever this time, I always think of some past events. The mountains, the water, the man, the thing, it’s like misty rain. Again like the wind.