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开着车,听着歌,在城市穿梭,在旷野游荡,没人知道你是谁,而谁又是你。没有“现在的你和下一分钟的你究竟是不是一个你”的探究,没有终点没有尽头,只有被放逐的灵魂在黑夜呐喊……一个人的旅行,有种孤独的自由,一群人的狂欢,如同在夜空绽放的永恒。以前看了“Charlie’s Angel”那套戏后,就有这样的梦想,想拥有一辆双层巴士,里面有面对面的两排座位,车里还有一群人,可以唱歌,可以跑来跑去,可以写字画画玩游戏打牌。车里面还有一条狗,我们可以打狗,也可以和狗互殴。总之将它定义成一个安乐窝,然后开着它到处去旅行,到每个不一样的地方去。
Driving a car, listening to songs, shuttling in the city, wandering in the wilderness, no one knows who you are and who is you. There is no “you and the next minute you are not a you ” inquiry, there is no end without end, only the exiled soul cry in the night ... a person’s travel, a kind of lonely freedom, a group of people Carnival, like the eternal bloom in the sky. Once I watched “Charlie’s Angel”, I had the dream of having a double-decker bus with two rows of seats facing each other and a group of people in the car who could sing and run Go, you can write pictures and play games playing cards. There is a dog inside the car, we can play dogs, dogs and dogs can be fought each other. In short, it is defined as a comfort zone, and then drove around to travel, to go to every different place.