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有人的地方,便有圈子。有的,因利而生;有的,因志趣相投而存在;还有的,因无悔的情结而绵延不断。一晃,竟也20年了。1994年,录音机还没有被VCD机取代,那笨拙的“砖头”中,不时地传来歌声——那一年,崔健叛逆地唱着《红旗下的蛋》,郑钧慵懒地唱着《赤裸裸》,朱哲琴空灵地唱着《阿姐鼓》,王菲飘渺地唱着《天空》……只记得从4月的某一天,不同人家的录音机,开始放出了“同一首歌”:“明天你是否会想起,昨天你写的日记。明天你是否还惦记,曾经最爱哭的你……”这歌词,让人不由得呵呵地笑,就好像写在日记本中的心事,被一个温暖的声音呢喃说中,有些害羞,有些怀念。一瞬间,往事全都涌了出来。
There are people, there are circles. Some, because of the students; some, because of similar interests and there; there, because of the endless regret of the complex. Flash, actually 20 years. In 1994, the tape recorder has not been replaced by a VCD player, and the clumsy “bricks” came singing from time to time - that year Cui Jian sang “Rebel’s egg” rebelliously, and Zheng Jun sang lazily “Naked,” Zhu Zheqin ethereally sings, “Sister Drum,” Faye Wong ethereal sing “sky” ... just remember from some day in April, different people tape recorder, began to release “the same song ”: “Tomorrow you will think of the diary you wrote yesterday, if you still remember tomorrow, once you love to cry ... ” This lyrics, people could not help but smile, it seems like writing in the diary of the mind, Whispered by a warm voice, some shy, some miss. All of a sudden, the past all poured out.