什么时候起,自己已不再那么激动与悲伤了,猛然觉得什么事物都应用平常心对待。穿梭在大街小巷的深处,偶尔侧脸去看因晨雨而落下细细的水滴,低头望去是流转着笑意的水潭。也许是寻借到了文字这条光明的道路,又或许是古典里的辞章,让我重新审视着自己——那些流转的光阴,现已成安顺的小狗般趴在胸前,它的存在真实地意味着我要走出这条小巷了。 Since when, they are no longer so excited and sad, and suddenly feel that everything should be treated as usual. Shuttle in the depths of the streets, and occasionally face to face due to the morning rain and falling fine droplets, looking down is a smile of the pool of water. Perhaps it was the search for the bright road to writing, perhaps the classic chapter, which allowed me to re-examine myself - those time-honored, now Anshun puppies lying on their chests, whose existence is real Means that I'm going out of this alley.