曾经的我因为赶路而忘了当初背上行囊的理由,在没有规划好未来的时候,我毕业了,自然而然的参加了“千军万马过独木桥”的招警考试,但是困难重重,我没能如愿当上铁警,而是成为了一名森林护卫:森林警察。从此我便来到了这个陌生的城市,整天与只会呼吸而没有语言的树木打交道。每天枯燥乏味的工作让我觉得自己像是牢笼中的囚鸟,整天都沉溺于单一的视角里,羡慕着别人的精彩。时光雕琢着我们每个人的脸颊,但不能让它侵蚀了我们的头脑。思绪不由得回到了那个时间、那个空间、那个让人梦牵魂绕的地方。 I used to rush because I forget the reasons for the original backpack, in the absence of planning a good future, I graduated, naturally participated in the “powerful army over the single bridge” of the police test, but the difficulties, Instead of becoming an Iron Guard, I became a Forest Guard: Forest Police. Since then I have come to this strange city, all day and breathing and no language to deal with the trees. Every day boring work makes me feel like a prisoner in prison, all day addicted to a single perspective, envy others wonderful. Time carves every one of us's cheeks, but does not let it erode our minds. Thought can not help but back to that time, that space, that people dream around the soul around.