我年轻的时候常常在山间小路上独自行走。前无村,后无店,那些山路上往往一个人也没有。偶尔遇见一个人,彼此对看一眼,然后便擦肩而过,各走各的路,从此再也没见过面。走在路上遇见陌生人,这当然没有什么好奇怪的。可是,有一次我竟然停了下来,望着对方远去的背 When I was young, I often walked alone in the mountain path. Before the village, after no shop, those who often do not have a mountain. Occasionally meet a person, look at each other, and then pass by, go their own way, never met again. Of course, there is nothing weird about walking strangers on the road. However, once I actually stopped and looked at each other’s back away