浪漫者将1985涂抹在海边的太阳:冥想者将1985装进闷响的琴箱;旅行者将1985写进安静的日记;青青橄榄树下水手将1985深深埋在了温存的泥土中。1985在久远的时间截点上回首过往,遥望着未来。它的存在成为心思中不可磨灭的痕迹,多少的人痛楚和多少人的回味都因这个截点的存在而格外耀眼。关于个体,它的存在不是宇宙般的神圣,它只关乎个体的忧愁和欢乐,一人一世界,1985将个体的整个幻想世界变得紧凑甚至拮据,所有触角的范围在方寸的角落里寻找时间的痕 The romance smeared the sun by the sea in 1985: the meditator put 1985 in the muffled box; the traveler wrote 1985 in a quiet diary; the young olive-tree mariner buried 1985 deep in the warm earth. 1985 In the distant time cut-off point look back past, looking forward to the future. Its existence becomes an indelible trace of mind, how many people suffer and how many people aftertaste because of the existence of this interception point is particularly dazzling. With regard to an individual, its existence is not cosmic holiness. It concerns only the individual’s sorrow and joy. One person, one world, 1985. The whole fantasy world of an individual is made compact or even strained. The scope of all the tentacles looks for time in a square corner mark