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不管你是否有所觉察,也不管你是否承认,每个人的青春总会有一段或长或短的孤独往事。当你透过回忆的长镜头去“观望”自己的成长史,总能看到在某一个时间长度里,你是一个人在行走,在沉默,在无谓地承受和挣扎。甚至,你只看得见自己的背影,周遭的一切人事都色彩纷呈,唯独你以及你头顶的天空被定格成一个个黑白瞬间,那么刺眼,那么突兀。孤独就好像是青春旅途中一张无法拒绝的船票,不知什么时候就被揣在了口袋,或者握在手中,然后我们纷纷上了那艘人满为患却又“各自为政”的大船。没有人怀疑这段旅程是否会让青春平添颠簸,也没有
Whether you are aware of it or not, whether you admit it or not, there is always a long or short loneliness in every youth. When you look through the long memories of memories to “see” your own history of growth, you can always see that for a certain period of time, you are walking alone, silently, and sustaining and struggling meaninglessly. Even you can only see your own back, all the personnel around the colorful, but you and the sky above your head is fixed into a black and white moment, so dazzling, so unexpected. Loneliness is like an irrefutable ticket to a youthful journey. I do not know when I was in my pocket, or in my hand, and then we all went to the overcrowded but “fragmented” ship. No one doubts whether this journey will add to the youth bumpy, nor