流淌的钢琴声响起，清澈，明朗。那略有些灰黄的画面，似乎变得鲜明起来。 为了什么而感动呢?也许为蓝天下那三个疾奔的年轻身影，一直跑，一直跑，仿佛要将身体融入那无尽的蓝天，去没有禁锢和束缚的远方。每一次那看似安静的钢琴声响起，我的心就要被抽紧一次，仿佛有无形的锁链穿越身体，径直击中心中最柔软的部分。这，也许是年轻的疼痛。 随着可可的脚步，我的身体飞了 The rogue piano sounds clear, bright and clear. The slightly grayish picture seems to have become clearer. What moved me? Perhaps the young figure of the three galls under the blue sky, has been running, has been running, as if to integrate the body into the endless blue sky, to the distance without imprisonment and bondage. Every time the seemingly quiet piano sounds, my heart will be tightened once, as if there is an invisible chain through the body, hitting the softest part of the center. This may be a young pain. With the pace of cocoa, my body flew