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BLOWING IN THE WIND
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, \'n\' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, \'n\' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they\'re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin\' in the wind,
The answer is blowin\' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, \'n\' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, \'n\' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin\' in the wind,
The answer is blowin\' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it\'s washed to the sea?
Yes, \'n\' how many years can some people exist
Before they\'re allowed to be free?
Yes, \'n\' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn\'t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin\' in the wind,
The answer is blowin\' in the wind.
”我就这么糊里糊涂长大了。”轻轻在她的日记本上只写下这一句,就合上了。公寓外的车水马龙声飘入耳中,一丝丝地侵入心底,盘盘绕绕,她迷迷等等地坐在桌前。明明灭灭的光影在她的脸上跳跃。不只是长大,是三十而立了。那些时光,那些青葱岁月跑哪儿去了?
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“丁点大”。
“什么事?”我回头问道。
“你真的只有一丁点儿大。”
“无聊。”我狠狠骂了一句。