谨此送给我自己,以及所有像我一样曾经成长,正在成长的孩子。我们曾经,正在,或就要穿行在用想象力构建的斑驳陆离的“布瓜”(布瓜,法语,疑问的意思)世界。这个世界什么时候将从岁月的墙上剥落,我无从获知,我所能做的,就是写下这篇文章。也许,这才是最美的仪式。 I would like to give this to myself and all children who have grown up and are growing up like me. We have used, are, or are about to walk through the variegated world of “bugua” (bugua, French, and doubt) built with imagination. When the world is peeled off from the walls of the years, I can’t find out. All I can do is write this article. Perhaps this is the most beautiful ceremony.