总有人说我,像是从另一个时代匆匆赶来的人。用流行的话来讲,就是穿越。当然我更喜欢“匆匆赶来”这个词,是有过程感和时间间歇的,是可以喘息的。是慢的。想到了木心的那首《从前慢》。在古代,人们习惯研墨写信、策马同行、低头赶路、抱拳作别,愿用脚下的几十里乃至上千里去丈量一份情谊。在古代,等待是一场不可回避的仪式,有人用一辈子赌一个人的归来。信笺上写满了思念,就连误会 Someone always says I, like a man hurried from another age. In popular terms, it is through. Of course, I prefer the word “hurriedly coming”, which is a sense of process and time that can be respite. It is slow. Think of the heart of wood that song “used to be slow.” In ancient times, people were accustomed to studying ink and writing letters. They urged horses to go down and hug their fists and say goodbye to tens of miles and even thousands of miles to measure a friendship. In ancient times, waiting is an unavoidable ceremony, someone gamble a person for a lifetime return. Letterhead filled with thoughts, even misunderstanding