大学时听歌,被一句词击中,怔了半日:你知不知 道,思念一个人的滋味,就像喝了一杯冰冷的水,然后 用很长很长的时间,一滴一滴流成热泪。当时心里倏然 浮出《红楼梦》里宝钗劝宝玉冬日勿饮冷酒的词儿: “那酒是冷的,却要用五脏六腑去暖它。”进而,思绪越 发乱了--“酒入愁肠,化作相思泪”;“细看不是杨 花,点点是离人泪”;“思念是一种很悬的东西,如影随 University song, was hit by a word, startled for a long time: Do you know, miss a person's taste, like drinking a glass of cold water, and then use a very long, bit by bit into tears. At that time my heart suddenly emerge from the ”Dream of Red Mansions“ Po Chai persuade gem do not drink cold winter wine word: ”That wine is cold, but to use it to warm it.“ ”Then, the more chaotic thoughts - “ Wine into the melancholy, into Acacia tears ”;“ ”Look not Yang Hua, a little bit from the tears “; ”miss is a very hanging thing,