时光会悄悄地在弹指间路过,让我看不到,想不到,更捉不住。我真不敢去说现在,对于“现在”这个词,说出来,我必须给它加一个时间的规定,如果没有,说出来的那一秒也是以前了。有些事,自己记得再深又有什么用呢?还不是随着枫叶飘向了那远处。世界上某一个角落里的人,还是会把我的样子遗忘得干干净净,就连一点熟悉的味道,也会记不清。时间走在前面,我永远只有跟在后面。我想说我真的孤独久了,我在时光里游离荡所,始终想找到能容纳我的港湾,就像以前躺在草地上那样,让自己能在时光倒流中走得轻盈。我不敢说我在这一秒里有什么,除了以前攒下来的时间,我看自己是别无他物。回忆,对,这是我唯一能保留的东西。 Time will be quietly passing in the fingertips, so I can not see, can not think of, but also could not catch. I really can not say Now, for the word “now”, say it, I have to give it a time rule, if not, that one second before it. Some things, I remember deep and what is the use? Not with the Maple Leaf floated to that distance. People in one corner of the world will still forget my appearance, even a little familiar taste will not remember. Time goes in front, I will always be behind. I want to say that I am really lonely for a long time. I wander in time and always want to find a harbor that can accommodate me, as I used to lie on the grass, so that I can go light in time. I dare not say what I am in this second, in addition to the time saved before, I see myself as nothing else. Memories, yes, this is the only thing I can keep.