这不是披头士的《挪威的森林》,也不是那本青春恋爱小说《挪威的森林》,而是一个永远不知疲倦奔跑、脚法威力如同炮弹的战士,他就是里瑟。曾经迷惑过,也曾经迷茫过,曾经无畏过,也曾经无所谓过,曾经年少过,也曾经青春过,曾经茫然不知所措过,也曾经恍然不知所悟过,曾经他拯救的是别人,如今他拯救的是自己,依然是不知疲倦的奔跑,依然是那跟炮弹一样的脚法,一如既往,这棵“挪威的森林”在现实的社会里冷酷到底。 This is not the Beatles’ “Norwegian Forest,” nor is it the young love story “The Norwegian Wood,” but a soldier who never runs tirelessly and whose footing is as powerful as a cannon. He is Riise. Once confused, but also confused, have been fearless, and has never had it, ever young, had been young, had been overwhelmed, but also suddenly did not realize that once he saved others, now He saved himself and remained tirelessly running, still the same footing as the shells. As always, the “Norwegian forest” was cold and cold in the real world.