游鸿明的歌以前是从来都不听的,略低的声音,悲伤的歌词,心有一种被掏空的感觉。所以偶尔听过一次之后便再也不敢碰。反复地听孟婆汤,我拼命挖掘你说过的那一种绝望,听到窒息。在深夜里,听着《一天一万年》,听着《下沙》,听着《五月的雪》,忽然就发现自己原来可以如此了解你。一直都不承认你对我的评价,那是因为没有勇气。你说过,我是适合听游鸿明的。你说过,每个人都有掩饰自己的方法,而我的面具是快乐。你说过,我的心底深处有着和你一样的阴郁和恐惧。——题记 You Hongming never used to hear the song before, a slightly lower voice, sad lyrics, the heart has been hollowed out feeling. So occasionally once heard once again afraid to touch. Hear Meng Po soup repeatedly, I desperately dig the kind of despair you have said, to hear suffocation. In the middle of the night, listening to “One Thousand Years a Day”, listening to “Xiasha” and listening to “Snow in May,” I suddenly realized that I was able to know you so well. Do not always recognize your evaluation of me, it is because there is no courage. You said, I am suitable for listening to Hung Ming. You said that everyone has a way to hide his own, and my mask is happy. You said, I have the same gloom and fear in my heart. --Inscription