一个人在硖石与上海间来回,一个人伫立在上海站的大钟下,伫立南京路口,伫立福州路书市,都早已不是陌生的事。而此时,攥着自己刚买的车票找到座位坐下等着列车启动,却没来由地感觉惆怅与兴奋,以前不曾有过的。还有一年,终于又只有一年了。这种难以抉择的心情只得归恨于充实的内心和外面世界的精彩。当列车隆隆行进,车窗外 One person was back and forth between the rock and Shanghai. It was no stranger to stand alone under the bell at the station in Shanghai, to stand at the intersection of Nanjing, and to stand at the book market in Fuzhou. At this time, taking advantage of the ticket he had just bought, he found his seat and waited for the train to start, but he had no reason to feel embarrassed and excited. He had never had before. Another year, it was finally only one year. This difficult choice has to be attributed to the richness of the heart and the outside world. When the train rumbling, outside the car window