三年前盼春盼得有点苦,头年的夏似乎没有过渡就入了冬,而来年却一直盼不到开放的迎春,被长冬侵袭的我,忽然有种莫名的绝望,觉得自己几十年的温情世界被打破了,一个个傍晚,我跟着三楼的电脑一遍一遍哼唱着郑智化的《老幺的故事》,心情黯然,无法自遣。一天早上,我心血来潮在电脑上写下一段名之为《温情》的“心情日记”:“当我无意写下这个日期,意外发现,按阳历这一天应是我的生 Three years ago, I hoped for a bitter bitterness. The summer of the first year did not seem to have entered the winter without any transition. In the coming year, however, there was no hope of opening up to the spring. However, I was suddenly attacked by the long winter and felt a few inexplicable despair. Ten years of warmth of the world was broken, one evening, I followed the third floor of the computer over and over again humming Zheng Zhihua’s ”old unitary story“, feeling sad, unable to self-removal. One morning, my whim wrote a paragraph on the computer named ”warmth“ ”mood diary “: ”When I did not intend to write this date, accidentally discovered, according to the Gregorian calendar day should be my life