我要人们都看到我,但不知道我是谁。一个阴霾的午后,一个女人走在巴黎的街头。她的心情有些低落,一些莫名的烦恼隐隐缠绕着她的心。忽然,她的目光被墙上的一幅涂鸦吸引了:一个身着黑裙的女郎,行走的姿态。旁边还写有文字:“这就是生活,它会过去的。”这话里透着机锋。正当她若有所悟的时候,她又看到了好事者在后面补上的一句话:“什么时候?”她一下子笑了出来。 I want people to see me, but I do not know who I am. A dark afternoon, a woman walking in the streets of Paris. Her mood a bit low, some inexplicable trouble faintly wrapped around her heart. Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to a graffiti on the wall: a girl dressed in a black skirt, walking posture. There is also written next to the text: “This is life, it will be past.” Just as she had realized, she saw another word that the good person added later: “When?” She laughed at once.