这样的美,是需要闭着眼睛来看的。如果说,青春的美是用皮肤来表达的,是用来触摸和感知的话,那么,成熟的甚而凋败的美便是从骨头里渗透出来的了,成为一种韵味,让我们感怀,让我们疼痛。除了想念,还是想念。这也是为什么在落花流水般的岁月中,在浮光掠影的日子里,推杯换盏、觥筹交错之间,依然有人牢记着那一句迷人而伤感的玛 This kind of beauty needs to be closed with eyes. If we say that the beauty of youth is expressed by the skin, it is used to touch and perceive, then the mature beauty, even the lost beauty, is infiltrated from the bones, becoming a kind of charm, let us feel, let We are in pain. In addition to miss, still miss. This is why in the falling years, in the days of glimpse of light, there is still a fascinating and sad relationship between the push and change.