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在这个秋天,我再次遇见张曼玉,香港的秋天,阳光依旧明亮,维多利亚港湾的海风依旧温柔,我看着张曼玉,这时的她,没有在记者招待会或大剧场的那种前簇后拥,只是几个圈外的朋友相约去喝忙里偷闲的午茶,于是显得从容、恬淡而随意,清楚分明的双眸,灿烂的笑容,充盈着这个季节最动人的气息,她穿着一袭碎花长裙,外加棕色鹿皮外套,一双瘦长的腿走路飞快,十足一个刚从郊外采摘野花归来的邻家女孩,这一时刻,我的脑海中现出一位诗人朋友一首诗的题目——裙子在秋天飘起的人。
In this autumn, I met Maggie Cheung again. In the autumn of Hong Kong, the sunshine is still bright. The sea breeze of the Victoria Harbor is still gentle. I looked at Maggie Cheung. At this time, she did not hold her in front of a press conference or theater. Only a few friends outside the circle to go out to drink sneak tea, so calm, tranquil and casual, clear and distinct eyes, bright smile, filled with the most touching breath of the season, she was wearing a floral dress, Plus a brown deerskin jacket, a pair of thin legs walking fast, just a neighbor girl picking flowers from the suburbs, at this moment, my poem appeared in the mind of a poet a poem topic - dress in the fall Floating people.