是的,我听不到自己的脚步声已有多年了,多年来在繁华的城市里可以听到各种各样奇妙的声响:有慷慨陈词,有窃窃私语,有无病的呻吟,也有无声的哭泣;有舞厅里重低音的轰鸣,也有警车呼啸着穿城而过……喧嚣,轰鸣,什么声音都有,谁还能听到自己的脚步声?要想听到自己的脚步声,好像必须是在寂寞的时候、在孤苦的时候、在泥泞中跋涉或是穿过荒郊与空林的时候,这时候你才能清晰地听到自己的脚步声:那么沉重,那么迟疑,那么拖沓而又疲惫;踯躅不前时你空有叹息,无故狂奔后又不停 Yes, I have not heard my footsteps for years, and for years I have heard all sorts of wonderful sounds in the bustling cities: generous words, whispering, sickness moaning, and Silent cry; there is a roar of heavy bass roar, there are police cars whistling through the city and ... ... noisy, roar, what the voices are, who can hear their footsteps? To hear your footsteps, It seems like you have to be able to hear your footsteps clearly when you're lonely, when you are lonely, trek through the mud, or through the wilderness and the empty forest. Then you can clearly hear your footsteps: so heavy, so hesitant, so procrastinating But exhausted; stagnant empty when you have a sigh, ran for no reason after the non-stop