我们出生在地球上的某个地方,某个时刻。从此以后,生命的时钟就上紧了发条,开始行走。生活一如旅行,穿过一轮又一轮的春夏秋冬,看花开花落,品悲欢离合。我们甚至还能与古人对话,与植物凝视。我们总在追逐,在玩耍。如孩子似的做着某种游戏。上苍坐在天上,他安静地看着。这一幕一幕,他看在眼里,从不言语。 We were born somewhere on earth, sometime. From then on, the clock of life tightened the clockwork and began to walk. Life is like traveling, passing round after round of spring, summer, autumn and winter, seeing flowers blossoming, merits and demerits. We can even talk to the ancients and stare at the plants. We are always chasing, playing. Like a child doing some kind of game. Sitting in the sky, God looked at him quietly. This scene, he looked in the eyes, never words.