我曾在街上见过一个穿白裙子的小女孩,在风吹过她的发梢时她便笑,笑起来的样子像透着光。然后我忽然想起,有那么一天,我也是这样,在风里笑得很干净。那时的我不懂孤独,每天只做快乐的事。我以为风会这样一直洁净下去,就像我的故事会一直美好到剧终。时光一点点向前推进,我再也没有遇见过幼时那样洁净的风,却终于遇见了人生中注定经历的孤独。 I used to see a little girl in a white dress on the street, laughing as the wind blows through her hair, and the way it laughed like a light. Then I suddenly remembered, one day, I too, laugh very cleanly in the wind. At that time, I did not understand loneliness, I only did happiness every day. I thought the wind would be clean like that, just as my story would have been wonderful until the end of the play. A little bit of time to move forward, I never met a clean wind when young, but finally met the lonely life destined to experience.