以前常常回忆,细数过去的种种单纯明亮,仿佛是胸口的朱砂痣隐隐作痛,而现实生活永远像墙上丑陋的蚊子血。现在才渐渐明白,时间的延展,让一些东西远去,不能实现确实代表一种失去。可是,失去了一些得到了更多。 Previously often recalled, breakdown of the past all kinds of pure and bright, as if the chest of the vermilion pain, but the real life will always be like ugly mosquito blood on the wall. It is now gradually understood that the extension of time, so that something goes away, can not be achieved really represent a loss. However, some have lost more.