“你走吧。”女孩安静地说,脖颈上的围巾随着凛冽的冬风飘荡,雪还在下。而她对面的男孩沉默地低着头,看着自己深爱的姑娘。站台上,安全员吹响了哨声,开往A市的火车即将起步。对于爱情,分离是痛苦的,但对于使命,男孩无从选择。他要去另一座城市,当一名消防兵,这是他的理想。“我走了。”面对眼前的未婚妻,男孩简单地说。女孩则没有回答,忍住眼泪,她不想让男孩因为自己放弃理想,可是这一次分离之后何时才能再见?也许一别就 “You go. ” The girl said quietly, scarf on the neck with the winter wind drifting cold, snow is still under. The boy across from her, bowed silently, looked at her beloved girl. On the platform, the security officer blew the whistle and the train bound for City A was about to start. For love, separation is painful, but for the mission, boys have no choice. He wants to go to another city, a fireman, this is his ideal. “I’m gone. ” Facing the immediate fiancee, the boy simply said. The girl did not answer, hold back the tears, she did not want the boy to give up because of their own ideals, but this time after the separation of goodbye?