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入夜,站在新年有些寒气的窗前,听见邻家那个丈夫迟迟不归的年轻女人常播放的那首歌曲《有多少爱可以重来》: 常常责怪自己/当初不应该/常常后悔没有把你留下来/为什么明明相爱/到最后还是要分开/是否我们总是/徘徊在心门之外/谁知道又和你相遇在人海/命运如此安排/总叫人无奈/这些年过得不好不坏/只是好像少了一个人存在/而我渐渐明白/你仍然是我不变的关怀/有
At night, standing in front of some chilly window of the New Year, I heard the song often played by the young woman whose neighbor was late. “How much love can come back”: often blame myself / should not / always regret not Are you staying / why you love each other / in the end or do you want to separate / whether we always / wander outside the heart / who knows and meet you in the sea / destiny so arranged / always helpless / not good in these years Bad / just as if fewer people exist / and I gradually understand / you are still my constant care / have