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有时候,和告白、告别一样需要勇气的,还有再相见。那个黄昏,我照旧去了那家咖啡店,偶遇一个经年未见的同学。我对人群一向有本能的疏离感,学生时代更是清冽孤僻。而彼年的他,也是一个清汤寡水、乏善可陈的少年。两人之间唯一称得上熟悉的地方,就是知晓彼此的姓名。倘若不是一场意外,我想,毕业之后,我们会像萍水相逢的路人,最隆重的缘分也不过是擦肩而过。意外发生在一个晓风朗月的夜晚。白日繁华如歌的操场,到了夜半时分静谧如诗,适合散步,更适合告白。
Sometimes, confessions and farewell require the same courage, and meet again. That evening, I still went to that coffee shop, encounter a never seen classmate. I always have a sense of alienation of the crowd, the student era is more lonely. The years he, is also a clear-cut, poor little boy. The only familiar place between the two is to know each other’s name. If not an accident, I think, after graduation, we will be like passers-by, the most solemn fate is nothing more than pass. Accident happened on a sunny night. Daytime bustling playground, to the quiet part of the night poetry, suitable for walking, more suitable for advertising.