3.31 没有人是一座孤岛

晚自习毕,打道回府。在风的裹携之下,漫步神思。钢琴曲很美,夜色很美,凉凉的空气里有多少深情的吻。我没有难过,真好。路过一群抱团取暖的小石头,一看就是从马路对面过来,看男孩子打篮球的。路灯光给他们涂上一层牛奶黄,可为什么不回家呢?

哦,刚才背了标题那首诗。

No one is an island

every man is a piece of the continent

part of the main

if a clod be washed away by the sea

Europe is the less

.......

any man'death diminishes me

because I am involved in the mankind

and therefore dont send to know for whom the bell tolls

it tolls for thee

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