这一年是普通的一年,春雷阵阵,夏雨秋风冬雪,波澜不惊,仿若一滩流动的水默然地向着时间的彼岸奔流不息。这样的一年容易带给人错觉,以及一种错觉惊醒之后的恐慌感:你以为时间静止,岁月静好,如此这般便能永生;但待树叶轮回一圈又一次飘落脚边,才发现,时间的可怕之处就在于让你在不以为然、不知不觉中失去了它。在我过去的那二十几年中,没有一年会带给 This year is an ordinary year, Spring thundershowers, summer rain autumn snow, placid, as if a beach of flowing water silently toward the other side of the river running. Such a year can easily lead to delusions and a sense of panic after the awakening of an illusion: you think time is quiet and time is quiet, so that you can live forever, but it is only when the leaves are round and round again The horrible part of time is letting you lose it unconsciously and unconsciously. In the past two decades, I have not been given a year