生活的真相是这样的吗?怎么就没有办法停下来,看一看风景是如何从一棵树梢掠过,吹过另一棵树的? 这是我从一篇无名小文中读到的最动人的文字。它让我想起一个词:细节。生活在城市里的人们,每天被工作纠缠着,被各种声音诱惑着,他们没有办法停下来,看一眼停留在树梢上的风景;他们思行匆匆,太多的大事小事要亲自去处理,一些稍纵即逝的细节被他们过滤掉了。细节是他们过滤掉的生活。 Is the truth of life like this? There is no way to stop and see how the scenery passes over a treetop and blows over another tree. This is what I read from an unnamed text. Touching text. It reminds me of a word: details. The people living in the city are entangled with work every day and are tempted by various voices. They cannot stop and look at the scenery that stays on the tops of the trees. They think in a hurry. Too many big events and small things must be handled in person. Some of the fleeting details were filtered out by them. The details are their filtered life.