I remember once imagining what my life would be like, what I'd be like. I pictured having all these qualities. Strong, positive qualities... that people could pick up from across a room. But as time passed... few ever became any qualities I actually had. And all the possibilities I faced, and the sorts of people I could be... all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer... until finally they got reduced to one... to who I am. $#
《天气预报员》——我们都必须学会舍弃
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