【Love story】向左走，向右走

三毛的二毛 · 發表于 2012-2-14 17:48

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迷宮般的城市，讓人習慣看相同的景物，走相同的路線，到相同的目的地；習慣讓人的生活不再變化。習慣讓人有種莫名的安全感，卻又有種莫名的寂寞。而你永遠不知道，你的習慣會讓你錯過什么。

——幾米

在城市里對的我們都習慣的向左走，向右走，
是否就意味著平行線永遠不會有交集，我們永遠不會見面？
不。我相信地球是圓的，亦如我相信我們會邂逅。

遇見，需要緣分；

需要天時地利人和。

為結塵緣，

有人在佛前求了五百年，

卻換來一地破碎的心。

兩個人，

從最初的毫無瓜葛，

到后來的千絲萬縷。

靠的是什么？

契合的氣場，

怦然的感覺，

還有什么？

某種說不清道不明的東西。

愛，本就不能言明，只可意會。

或許，

你和我一樣，

還在等待著ta的出現，

經歷著向左走，向右走。

不要著急，
無論此刻你仍在盲然地摸索他的身影，

還是那個被尋找的人，

總有一個圓讓我們遇見，

愛情，總有一天會來。

我堅信。

向左走，向右走

跟著感覺走，

下個轉角就能遇見愛。

PS：附上電影《向左走，向右走》里的一首詩。

"Love at First Sight" 一見鐘情

                        by Wislawa Szymborska
  They're both convinced                                                                                     他們彼此深信，
  that a sudden passion joined them.                                                                   是瞬間迸發的熱情讓他們相遇，
  Such certainty is beautiful,                                                                                  這樣的確定是美麗的，
  but uncertainty is more beautiful still                                                                   而變化無常更為美麗。

  Since they'd never met before, they're sure                                                       既然從未見過面，所以他們確定
  that there'd been nothing between them.                                                          彼此并無任何瓜葛。
  But what's the word from the streets, staircases, hallways—                            但是聽聽自街道、樓梯、走廊傳出的話語—
  perhaps they've passed each other a million times?                                        他倆或許擦肩而過一百萬次了吧？

  I want to ask them                                                                                              我想問他們
  if they don't remember—                                                                                  是否記不得了——
  a moment face to face                                                                                        在旋轉門
  in some revolving door?                                                                                     面對面那一刻？
  perhaps a "sorry" muttered in a crowd?                                                             或者在人群中喃喃說出的「對不起」？
  a curt "wrong number" caught in the receiver?                                                 或者在聽筒截獲的唐突的「打錯了」？
  but I know the answer.                                                                                        然而我早知他們的答案。
  No, they don't remember                                                                                  是的，他們記不得了。

  They'd be amazed to hear                                                                               他們會感到詫異，倘若得知
  that Chance has been toying with them                                                             緣分已玩弄他們
  now for years.                                                                                                    多年。

  Not quite ready yet                                                                                           尚未完全做好
  to become their Destiny,                                                                                  成為他們命運的準備，
  it pushed them close, drove them apart,                                                          緣分將他們推近，驅離，
  it barred their path,                                                                                           憋住笑聲
  stifling a laugh,                                                                                                 阻擋他們的去路，
  and then leaped aside.                                                                                     然后閃到一邊。

  There were signs and signals,                                                                         有一些跡象和信號存在，
  even if they couldn't read them yet.                                                                   即使他們尚無法解讀。
  Perhaps three years ago                                                                                  也許在三年前
  or just last Tuesday                                                                                        或者就在上個星期二
  a certain leaf fluttered                                                                                     有某片葉子飄舞于
  from one shoulder to another?                                                                         肩與肩之間？
  Something was dropped and then picked up.                                                 有東西掉了又撿了起來？
  Who knows, maybe the ball that vanished                                                       天曉得，也許是那個
  into childhood's thicket?                                                                                  消失于童年灌木叢中的球？

  There were doorknobs and doorbells                                                             還有事前已被觸摸
  where one touch had covered another                                                          層層覆蓋的
  beforehand.                                                                                                    門把和門鈴。
  Suitcases checked and standing side by side.                                              檢查完畢后并排放置的手提箱。
  One night, perhaps, the same dream,                                                          有一晚，也許同樣的夢，
  grown hazy by morning.                                                                                  到了早晨變得模糊。

  Every beginning                                                                                              每個開始
  is only a sequel, after all,                                                                               畢竟都只是續篇，
  and the book of events                                                                                  而充滿情節的書本
  is always open halfway through.                                                                   總是從一半開始看起。