一个人的时候我常会穿简单的衣服复杂的鞋,抹蓝色指甲擦紫色眼影,画莫名其妙的画,写乱七八糟的书,背着古怪的背包穿梭于行色匆匆的人群中像头鹿一样优雅,像只老鼠一样匆忙,笑得一脸寂寞。我漠视生活、痛恨政治,嘲笑社会,远远地避开人群,惟一相信爱情却没有爱情,用我自己的方式告别平凡却并不出色。——《孩子》 When I was alone, I used to wear complicated shoes with simple clothes, rubbed my blue nails with purple eyeshadow, painted inexplicable paintings, wrote a mess of books, and carried quirky backpacks and shuttled among rushing crowds like elegant deer. It was as rushing as a mouse and it looked lonely. I ignore life, hate politics, ridicule society, and avoid the crowd far away. The only reason I believe in love is that there is no love. It is not good to say goodbye to the ordinary in my own way. --“child”