每个人都有一个梦

作者:轩辕凡曼人气:273更新:2021-07-13 14:00:10

他们 。她们。都在谈2013的好梦想。

他想出一本对得起自己的集子 。他说他要仔仔细细的挑挑拣拣 ,他把他中意的发给我看 。我说真好。

他想去偏远的古镇里,开一家客栈,供那些不安的灵魂寄居。他说 ,他想遇见肯用心读他的人 ,只是,那个人不要像我 。我笑着摇头,说 ,很多话一语成谶。
她想完成一个女孩到新娘的“迁徙”。是呢,八年,日夜堆叠 ,种子开了花开始结果 。我笑着祝福,祝她心想事成。最起码,人该有个想法。
她想尝试新的工作 ,她说她不信自己的路这样窄 。其实我也不信,她有时候像个杂家,放那里都是合适宜的。所以我说 ,你是一颗金子,放在那里都会有光芒。她对我笑,笑我嘴上抹了蜜糖 。
她想要个孩子。她说 ,每每看到那些“孕味很足 ”的女子 ,她满心满腹堆的都是羡慕嫉妒恨。她说,做妈妈是她这辈子唯一的梦想 。
……
然后,他们 。她们。问我:喂 ,你将会在哪里呢?
是哦,我将会在哪里呢?
人生,总是有这样多的问题。堆在那里 ,你看不看,想不想,丝毫不影响 。因为终归 ,你会发现,你会找答案。不用任何人敦促你,你会自觉。

 

开始整理书籍 。想着要再送自己一个书橱。
阅读 ,是跟着年龄一起成长的伙伴。每每听着那些老旧的 、发黄的纸张,清脆作响 。内心便自有一片清明。
很多很多年前,我还在校园里。老师问我:等哪天 ,把自己写成书赠我 。
念书期间 ,他是唯一一个不觉得我怪的老师。他原谅我在他的课堂上神经质地跑出教室看突然起来的火烧云。他原谅我在下雨天听着上课铃响起依旧迈着小碎步行走 。他原谅我洋洋洒洒几千字写成的《论义务教育》害他被校长批 。曾一度,我认为他是最懂我的人。
只是后来,山高水远 ,信息渺茫。我想,他终是读不成我的书了,我也终不能成为他期望的样子 。
他送我的《呼啸山庄》还在 ,书皮有些水渍,泛着些许的黄。就像那些看不清的岁月,渐行渐远 ,只留下一点儿不明了的念想。
而很多书,也随着我不断地辗转,一路散落 ,每次想起,总觉得每个回忆的角落里都有“遗珠” 。

 

我想着等我不想走动的时候。可以有一家客栈。
不需要太大 。有个院子最好。让每一位到访的旅人,读一本我喜欢的书。然后在植满黄菊和海芋的小院里 ,品上一盏茶 ,或者煮上一壶酒 。当然,对酒当歌的豪气,我最期盼。念上几首冷绝的诗 ,或者朗诵一段激昂的文字。
让那些灵魂无羁的人,丰满我的天空 。
让那些发光的文字,点缀那一刻的记忆 。
我想 ,我会成为最幸福的人。
我渴望这样的遇见。渴望他们遇见我,然后问候:嗨,朋友 ,我们来了 。
这就是我的梦想。不是2013,而是最初的梦和最终的停留。

英译版本:

them. they. All are talking about 2013.

He came up with a collection of yourself. He said that he had to pick it to pick it carefully, and he sent me in his way. I am really good.

He wanted to go to ancient ancient town, open a pub for those uneasy souls. He said that he wants to meet him with his heart, just, that person should not be like me. I smiled and shook his head, said, a lot of words were copied.
She wants to complete a girl to the bride's "migration". Yes, eight years, day and night stack, the seeds have opened the results. I smiled and wishes her to think about it. At the very least, people should have an idea.
She wants to try new work, she said she did not believe in her way narrow. In fact, I don't believe that she is sometimes like a hoe, put it there. So I said, you are a gold, there will be light there. She laughed with me, laughing on my mouth and wiped honey.
She wants a child. She said, every woman who saw the "pregnant" woman, she is full of abdominal piles. It is envious and hate. She said that she is a mother is the only dream in her life.
...
Then they. they. Ask me: Hello, where will you be?
Yes, where will I be?
Life, there are always such problems. Stack there, you can't see it, I don't want to do it. Because of the end, you will find it, you will find the answer. You will consciously don't urge anyone.

Started to organize books. Thinking about sending yourself a bookcase.

Reading is a partner that grows with age. Every time I listen to those old, yellowed paper, crisp. There is a clear inner heart.
Many years ago, I was still in the campus. The teacher asked me: Wait a day, write himself into a book.
During the book, he is the only teacher who doesn't think I blame. He forgive me in his classroom to ran out of the classroom to see sudden fire. He forgive me, listening to the class bell around the raising in the rain. He forgive me "The Disclaimer of Compulsory Education", which is written in the ocean, and he was approved by the principal. Zeng once, I think he is the people who know me.
Just later, the mountains are high, and the information is embarrassing. IThough, he finally read my book, I can't be a look he expected.
He sent my "Wutherous Mountain Villa", and the book skin has some water stains, and a little yellow. Just like those years of can't see, gradually, leaving only a little idea.
And many books, as I continued to turn, all the way, every time I remembered, I always feel "遗" in the corner of each memories.

I think when I don't want to walk. You can have a hotel.

No need to be too big. There is a yard. Let every visit to visit, read a book I like. Then, in the small courtyard of Huangju and the sea, you can put a tea, or boiled a pot of wine. Of course, I am most looking forward to the luxury of the wine. Read a few cold poems, or recite a passionate word.

Let those people who are unruly, full of my sky.
Let those illuminated words, dotted the memory.
I think I will become the happiest person.
I am eager to meet like this. I am eager to meet me, then greet: Hey, friends, let's come.
This is my dream. Not 2013, but the initial dream and the final stay.

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