现实是那些不能承受梦境中痛苦之人的逃避之所。——齐泽克一“爸爸,爸爸,你没看见我身上烧着了吗?”小儿子说。“爸爸,爸爸,你没看见我身上烧着了吗?”小女儿说。二你弯下腰,双手撑在膝盖上,大口地喘气。你已经精疲力尽,身体好似被搜刮干净的穷人一般,没有任何再属于自己的东西。四周昏暗,些许光芒从茂盛的树林中落下。你不必再抬头去四下观察,因为你几乎一想到周围的景象,它就 Reality is the evasion of those who can not afford the pain of dreams. - Zizek a “Dad, dad, you did not see me burning?” Said the little son. “Dad, dad, did not you see me burning?” Said the little girl. Two you bend over, his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. You are so exhausted that your body is as clean as a poor man, without anything of his own. Surrounding is dim, a little light falls from the lush woods. You do not have to look up again to look up, because you almost think of the surrounding scene, it