穿過幾個人往那邊走過去,前面立著一塊紙板,上面刻著一句英文"I travel the world with my child and music",紙板後面雜亂地鋪著幾件衣服——像是在旺角中心幾十塊一件的衣服。上面散亂地放著幾塊硬幣和紙鈔(硬幣比較多),衣服後邊站著一個外國棕髮男子,握著一塊pick上下地撥著斷了弦的吉他,聲音卻是很清淨,他唱著我聽不懂的民謠,可能西班牙語或意大利語之類的西方語言,但也可能是英語,畢竟我從來聽不懂民謠腔的英語,我從來聽不懂Bob Dylan,儘管我聽了上千百遍,但其實也無所謂。他撥弦輕輕的很自在,跟他的表情一樣,跟民謠一樣。1234 copyright protection820PENANAc7nUWUHTXA 尼
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