写这篇随笔前,我一度犹豫不决,踟蹰着不知如何下笔,又忽而觉得完全没有下笔的必要。亦是自己过于幼稚,太过敏感,一丁点小事都会促使我萌生感慨。可生活不就是这样,如果对周遭发生的点点滴滴毫无触动,反倒是为麻木。思来想去,我还是在些许小情绪的推动下,开始了没有头绪的唠叨。 Before writing this essay, I was indecisive, I do not know how to write, but suddenly felt no need to write down. Also too naive, too sensitive, a little bit of a trifle will promote my initiation feeling. Life is not like this, if there is no touch around the bit by bit, but numbness. Thought to go, I was still driven by some small emotions, began nagging without clue.