十七年走过的漫漫长路,九年学习的风雨兼程,过去即是已知,未来仍是无知,闭上眼睛畅想,打开未来之窗——我看数年后的我自己,仍是从前那般——小小的模样。——题记十年后的今天,我是漂泊的旅者,以贩卖文字为生。我不缺乏大把大把的钞票,也不在任何地方驻留,只提一只大大的行李箱游历于世界,如余秋雨一般提笔于刚果河畔,如三毛一般涉足 Seven years have passed the long road, nine years of trials and hardships, the past is known, the future is still ignorant, eyes closed Imagination, open the window of the future - I see myself a few years later, is still In the past - a little look. - Inscription ten years later today, I am a wandering traveler, to sell text for a living. I do not lack a lot of banknotes, and do not reside anywhere, only to mention a big suitcase travel in the world, such as Yu Qiuyu general pen to the Congo River, such as San Mao generally involved