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记得是一个冬天的夜晚,亚东拿出一张 CD,对我说,这张唱片太好听了,太好听了,太好听了……说这番话时,他表情兴奋却也诚恳。我接过那张唱片,它有张温暖而内敛的封面。照片上的女孩侧着脸,嘴微微张开,头发散落,看不清整张脸。这个时候,音箱里传来声响,几秒钟流畅的钢琴过后,一抹人声轻轻的飘了出来。那个声音,似乎是在低语,却也是在自如地吟唱。那是 Charlotte Gainsbourg 的声音,含苞欲放的声音。她只用了几分钟时间,就把我们从干燥而寒冷的冬天里拉了出来,闭上眼睛,还误以为时光变迁,已经走到了夏天面前。
I remember a winter night, Yadong took out a CD, told me that this album is so good, too good to hear, so good to hear ... ... When he said these words, he was sincere and expressive. I took the album, it has a warm and restrained cover. The girl on the photo side of the face, mouth slightly open, hair scattered, can not see the entire face. This time, the sound came in the speakers, a few seconds after the smooth piano, a touch of human voice gently drifted out. That voice, it seems, is whispering, but it is also freely singing. That’s the sound of Charlotte Gainsbourg, the cramped voice. She only took a few minutes to pull us out of the dry and cold winter, close my eyes and mistakenly believe that the time has come before summer.