当我们走在城市的大街上,与素不相识的行人擦肩而过时,我们偶尔会不禁自问:他们是谁?是贫穷还是富有,幸福或是不幸,快乐抑或孤独?人们来来往往,如同一条无名小河中流淌的河水,而我们不过是岸边上知之甚少的观望者罢了,因为说到底,我们得承认,一切都与我们无关。这是一个秋日的 When we walk in the streets of cities and pass strangers with strangers, we occasionally ask ourselves: who are they? Poor or rich, happy or unhappy, happy or lonely? People come and go, as if A river flowing in an anonymous river, and we are but a little-known watcher on the shore, because, after all, we have to admit that everything has nothing to do with us. This is an autumn day