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这是离开巴黎的最后一个夜晚,我来这里一周了,每天过得都很恍惚,要不是窗前还立着灯光摇曳的埃菲尔铁塔,我真不知道这是哪儿。没听到过手风琴,没有同伴,甚至工作也少的可怜,不是没安排过,只不过后来很多都变了。每年在这里我都会见很多的朋友,尤其是去年,我完全被李娜的法网胜利所击倒,幸福感和眩晕让我踉跄着,几乎无意识的走出了诺大的赛场。但今年却是另外一番景象,我从北京出发的时候,已经是法网第二周了,中国的球员都出了局。巴黎的赛场、餐厅、酒店的大堂到处都有无数的人,但熟识的朋友很少,只有我还在原来的路上来回穿梭。常常会想象在某一街角和酒吧的大门一开,一大帮熟悉的好友们就撞了过来
This is the last night I left Paris. I came here for a week, and every day I was in a trance. If I had not seen the Eiffel Tower with swaying lights in front of the window, I really did not know where it was. Did not hear the accordion, no companion, and even poor work, not without arrangement, but many have changed. Every year I will meet a lot of friends here, especially last year, I was completely defeated by Li Na’s French Open, happiness and dizziness made me shy, almost unconsciously out of the promise of the stadium. But this year is another story. When I set off from Beijing, it was already the second week of the French Open, and all the Chinese players were out of the game. There are countless people in the venues, restaurants, and hotel lobbies in Paris, but very few acquaintances, and only I am on my way back and forth. Often imagine the opening of a corner of the bar and the door, a large group of familiar friends hit it