又翻了一遍这篇5000余字的稿子,我惊异于这样的篇幅里虽没有一处对于阴晴明晦的描写,而我却被一种晦暗的印象笼罩住了。不禁回想起自己少年时那些逃学的日子:无可奈何的老师、聚啸无定的伙伴、尖利恣肆的呼号、奔跑和欢笑,还有四处泼洒的阳光——是否自己在事隔20余年之后,任时间过滤净了那些曾经的迷惘和苦难,就像执拗的姜文。也许这和记忆中的时问无关,而和时代的递嬗与演进有着更多的关联。每个人都经历过属于自己的青春的幻灭与愤怒,每个人都曾是一个特独的时代背景下左冲右突的愤怒青年,每个人都曾是成人世界里一只阴郁的牛虻,不过,面对今天的少年心事,我仍然感到陌生.这不仅仅是因为“蓝色的8250”和“苍白的8850”,或疯狂的网络游戏;也不仅是因为“他爸跟他妈离了”或“爸爸跟妈妈又包了一项工 Once again, over the 5,000-word manuscript, I am amazed at the fact that although there is not a description of the smoky eyes, I was overshadowed by a dark impression. I can’t help but recall the days of truancy when I was a teenager: a helpless teacher, an amorphous partner, a screaming call sign, running, and laughter, and the sun splashing around—whether or not I was alone for more than 20 years. Filtering those who have been confused and suffering, like stubborn Jiang Wen. Maybe this has nothing to do with the time in memory, and it has more to do with the evolution and evolution of the times. Everyone has experienced the disillusionment and anger of his own youth. Everyone was once an angry young man who burst out in the background of a unique era. Everyone was once a gloomy calf in the adult world. However, In the face of today’s teenagers, I’m still unfamiliar. It’s not just because of the “blue 8250” and the “pale 8850” or the crazy online games; it’s not just because “his dad has gone with his mother” or "Daddy and Mom had a job again