既然我并不足够了解西线,又何以如此念念不忘?我解释不了,它是一个多么孤独而永恒的存在,以致去过那里的人不敢轻言对它的依恋,却又永生无法与它决裂。我深知,此生无论如何都无法描绘出一个清晰的西线来。提起笔来,心海惊涛。自年初踏着细雨再次进入峒中至今,一幅缥缈的画面总在脑海里捉摸不定,它或许有关回忆,抑或是过去与现在之间参差出现的映射。很惭愧,如同爱一个人,我却 Since I do not know enough about the western line, why is it so obsessed? I can not explain how lonely and eternal it is, so that people who have been there can not talk lightly of it, but can never erect it with eternal life . I know very well that this life will not be able to draw a clear west line anyway. Filed pen, heart shock. Since the beginning of the year, she has been rekindling in the rain so far. There is always a picture of shyness in her head. Perhaps it is related to memories or the mappings between the past and the present. Very ashamed, like a person, I am