少年情怀总是湿

破冬角

<blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right:0px"><blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right:0px"><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-align:center"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'"></span>&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 最近生活被安排得很紧张，每天有六个小时的补课，还有同学聚会的邀请，写作，看电影和资讯，还必须面对失眠的</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">困扰。</span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">尽管如此，我依然终日被一种无所事事的情绪浸泡，随时随地都想大声叫那么一下子，然后去做点什么。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'"></span>&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 小说的进程很久没有推进了。它起初叫《暴风雨来临之前》，现在叫《后视镜》，我不知道它是否还会改名。小说的语</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">句已</span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">经被我修改过很多次，现有的部分几乎可以定型了。但小说情节迟迟无法进一步推进的事实，确确实实摆在面前。每天</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">抓耳</span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">挠腮地在写字板前坐上几个小时，不断打出一行行字又反复删去。这种进度不仅让人灰心丧气，甚至会感到一些痛苦。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">特别是</span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">，</span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">当这种事情出现在一个视写作为生活方式的人身上。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'"></span>&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 在这种生活里，阳台被赋予更多的意义。我经常靠在栏杆上，有时也会踩在栏杆之间的铁质花纹上，好让身体能更多</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">地扑向外界。午后或者夜晚的气质大相径庭，朦胧大雨中和午后阳光的气质也不尽相同。无论如何，在阳台上向下看，注视</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">一花一草的抖动，大树的枝叶被大风吹得朝一边倒去，一些小孩子骑三轮脚踏车绕着中心绕圈，一遍一遍地不知疲倦，时间</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">从阴影和金色的地面里溜走。或是，在冷色调的大雨里，看见行人打着伞，步伐急促地走向远方，虽然看不到也听不见他们的</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">心跳，但可以想象得到，没有人在这样的大雨里哼着轻快的歌谣。而我手扶栏杆，一些雨水落在手背上，我得到一些幻想，仿</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">佛此时自己没有任何姓名，只是一个在大风大浪里吹起口哨的老水手，无名无姓，从大海里生，又于大海里死，一生动荡不定，</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">伤痕累累，在一场浩劫里，怀着喜悦的心情回到母亲的体内——大海深处。那是她的子宫，永远温暖，幽静，黑暗和安详。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'"></span>&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 人活在世，总需要找寻并相信某些事物。唯有如此，人生仿佛才不会显得那么可悲和无望。如果一个人可以相信足够多的</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">东西：我们的政府，国家，社会，人与人，爱情，友情，承诺，保障</span><span lang="EN-US"><font face="Times New Roman">…..</font></span><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">那么这个人是相当幸福的。你越相信这个世界，眼里呈</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">现的世界也就越美。但偏偏是，当你打算去承担某些职务——比如说写作者——的时候，更多时候你不能相信这个世界。对于一</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">个严肃的写作者而言，这不仅是职责，更是必须的手段，通过这种手段，你才能更接近万物的真实。某种意义上，每个作家都是</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">受虐狂。写作的养分来自生活，进一步说，来自那些与你期待的事物相违背的东西。他们占领你的生活越多，写作的能量就越大。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">作为腐坏物，它们是作家一辈子都必须汲取的养分，他们无法抛弃孤独，寂寞和痛苦。只有在有些时候——比如晚风扑打在脸上，</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left" style="margin:0pt;text-indent:17.95pt;mso-char-indent-count:1.71"><span style="font-family:宋体;mso-ascii-font-family:'times new roman';mso-hansi-font-family:'times new roman'">那时我们可以容许大脑编织出一些幻想，以此获得短暂但可靠的幸福，一如寒冷的烟，轻薄却不肯消散。</span></p></blockquote></blockquote>

吴诺

说理的句子不大好,有的甚至是浅.<br />一些描写也粗糙.

破冬角

<p>是啊...就当是胡乱写吧..</p>

黑天才

挺好的&nbsp; 不需要太集中注意力到这上面来&nbsp; 述己嘛

亢蒙

多写这样的自省般的随笔，有时候会发现很多自己身上的问题之所在。