有时,一种无言的爱意,不需要表达,只要聆听彼此的心,沉默也是一种语言,那种爱意却是绵长的,细水长流的。不用言语,这样多好。可以一个人静静听音乐,或沉浸在文字里,也可去林中散步,听鸟儿的碎语,迷恋于那种沉逸的安静。每每和别人在一起,我总怕尴尬滋生,怕我骨子里的清高慢待别人,于是大脑翻江倒海,搜索枯肠,费神 Sometimes, a silent love, do not need to express, as long as listening to each other’s heart, silence is a language, that kind of love is long, steady. No words, so much. You can listen to music quietly, or immersed in the text, but also to take a walk in the forest, listening to birds and shreds, obsessed with the silence of Shen Yi. Often with others, I am always afraid of embarrassment, fear of my bones to wait for others, so brains, searching for dry, bothered