情重何须千丝万缕

作者:冷忆巧人气:1577更新:2021-07-21 06:01:09

今天,看见一个电影的片断。问 ,心痛了怎么办 。回答,就让它更痛一些,以后 ,就不会再痛了。
  突然有了一个分别许多年的朋友的消息。想一想就会痛的朋友 。要不要再联系他,心痛。
  十五年的分别,难到说已经是该见面的时刻了吗?
  女儿 ,这是干什么?
  回想十五年前想忘记他的决绝。
  痛到不知如何痛 ,于是,一向胆小的我,将手伸向的玻璃 。回神的时候 ,已经满手鲜血淋淋,吓得父亲将自己塞到车里,迅速带到医院包扎 。
  就是这样 ,把他忘记的。
  前誓不忘后誓之师。想每一次看见伤疤的时候,都记得爱带给我的伤痛 。
  于是匆匆忙忙地找了爱人,一个对自己很呵护的人 ,就象见到了救世主一样,所有的伤都被他擦平。感情的船就这样在平淡的港湾中靠岸。
  于是,他突然出现在我的世界 。我要让这场戏上演吗 ,不。我已经无力了。花落已经在开得那一瞬 。
  有时候,常想,人和人之间应该不是空空的 ,在手和手之间 ,或是心与心之间,必是有一种如蚕丝一样的东西牵系着彼此。只是,这丝的形状 ,数量,紧密程度不同,而显得关系不一。
  在一个不到十万的小城里 ,人和人之间的关系真得很微妙,有的是亲人,有的是朋友 ,有的是同事,有的是一杆子,二杆子 ,或许,还有一些再远的也是几杆子就能够打到的人 。有时候,我在想 ,我和你 ,和他和周围的人是怎样的关系。
  有时我们被一丝又一缕的关系缠绕着,可是,我们是陌生的、陌路的。有时候 ,我们见面会亲切地喊着称呼,可是,心里却如同陌路 。不是我们不常走动 ,是官位下 、权利下各拿了一个尺子,于是,我们掌握好了最佳的联系尺度 。缠绕的丝丝缕缕并没有让彼此走近 ,冥冥中有什么东西,让那丝那缕失去了弹性。
  握着你的QQ号,仿佛一丝气息触痛了我的神经。其实 ,我应该没有加你为好友的必要 。因为,我们是曾经有所交集,又一晃阔别十多年之久的人了。在你我之间 ,应该是一丝一缕都没有了联系。可是 ,在这不联系的时间内,我又陆陆续续地听到你的消息 。从恋爱,结婚 ,生子,到提拔。应该说你每一个重要的环节我都知道,那不是刻意地逢人打听 ,而是消息在无意中的被谈起,当然,谈消息的人 ,从未知,我是对你那样的了解,又是那么的陌生。而关于你的消息 ,我是那么的喜欢听,而又佯装不再意地听着 。一直在默默地为你祝福着。在心里为你叫好。虽然,你我已如两条平行轨道般 ,从未也永远不会交集 ,可是,年少时的梦啊却偶尔会卷进过我淡看风云的眼神里 。
  呵呵,一切都过去了。或许 ,对你来说,在那一刻即是过去了。可是,对于我来说 ,过去在年轻的每一个岁月之中一点点地滑过,那曾经纷纷绕绕相系的情缘,慢慢化成尘风飘散在耳际 。
  情重何须千丝万缕 。
  山在 ,树在,岁月在,你在 ,我在。在我的现实生活中,你来了,又走了。在网络世界里 ,你在 ,而且,我们的再一次相逢已淡如清风 。这样的情愫岂不是更加美丽!

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英译版本:

Today, I saw a piece of movie. Ask, what should I do? Answer, let it be more painful, will not hurt anymore.
Suddenly there was a message of friends who were each year. Think about friends who want to hurt. Do you want to contact him again, heartache.
Fifteen years of respective, is it difficult to say that it is the moment?
Daughter, what is this?
Recalling that he wants to forget him fifteen years ago.
I didn't know how to hurt, so, I have always been timid. When I was back, I have been full of blood, and my father will hold myself to the car and quickly bring it to the hospital.
That's it, I forgot him.
The vow did not forget the teacher of the oath. If you want to see the scar every time, I remember to love my pain.
So hurriedly found a lover, a person who was very careless to him, all the injuries were flattened by him. The emotional boat is like this in a flat harbor.
So he suddenly appeared in my world. Do I want this play to stage, no. I have been weak. The flower is already driving that moment.
Sometimes, often, people and people should not be empty, between hands and hands, or between the heart, there is a kind of silk, such as silk. However, the shape, quantity and tightness of this wire are different, and the relationship is different.
In a small city in less than 100,000, the relationship between people and people is really delicious, some are loved ones, some are friends, some are colleagues, some are a bod, two sizes, perhaps, and some far more The person who can hit the pole. Sometimes, I am thinking, what kind of relationship with you, and the people around him.
Sometimes we are entangled in a stranger, but we are strange, strange. Sometimes, we will meet with the name, but the heart is like a stranger. Not that we are not often moving, it is the official position, and the rights take a ruler, so we have the best contact scale. The wrapped silk is not letting each other, there is something in the meditation, let the silk lose the elasticity.
Hold your QQ number, as if a breath is breathed, my nerve. In fact, I should not add you as a friend. Because we have paidThe set, another person who has a long more than ten years. Between you, it should be a touch of one. However, in this connection time, I will listen to your news in Lu Lanyuan. From love, marry, born, to promote. I should say that every important part of your important link knows that it is not deliberately speaking, but the news is talking about, of course, people who talk about the news, I have never known, I have a understanding of you. It is so unfamiliar. And about your news, I like it so much, and I will not listen again. I have been blessing you silently. It is good for you in your heart. Although, you have never gone together, but you will never give a collection, but the dream of the years will be more than the eyes of me.
Oh, everything has passed. Perhaps, for you, at that moment is the past. However, for me, I have slipped a little bit in the young years of the young years, and I have wrapped around the love, slowly expanding the dust fluttering in my ear.
Why do you have to be thousands of silk.
Mountain, tree, years, you are, I am. In my real life, you are coming, I'm gone. In the online world, you are, and we will have a breeze again. This is not more beautiful!
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