一转身,那个动人的身影就不见了,在人海里,想再次打捞到她,再次与她相遇,哪怕匆匆一瞬,都是不可能了,不可能了。在广场,在车站,在大街,在超市,在乡野,在人流聚散的地方,我经常有这种感受:转身就是永别。那一次,我在北京车站等车,在拥挤的人流里,我不小心踩了右边一个年轻人,我正准备道歉或接受责备,却看见转过来一张文雅谦和的脸,他说:“对不 Turning around, the moving figure disappeared. In the sea of ​​people, I wanted to salvage her again. I met her again. Even if it was a hurry, it was impossible. It was impossible. In the square, at the station, in the street, in the supermarket, in the countryside, where people gather, I often have this feeling: Turning is a farewell. At that time, I was waiting at the Beijing Railway Station. In the crowded crowd, I accidentally stepped on a young man on the right. I was preparing to apologize or accept reproaches, but I saw an elegant and humble face, and he said, ”" Yes No