我坐在巴黎一家街头咖啡店里,透过贴纸的玻璃往外看,无愧于艺术之都的名字,广场和街道上到处都能看见街头艺术家们,音乐表演还有画像,法国人的热情和浪漫耀眼的就像这里的阳光。因为不怎么懂法语开始并未留心,直到店里传出英语的歌词:Before you go away.Why can't you stay my love,Come home to me.Why can't you stayDon't run away.Don't slip away my dear.Don't run away, don't slip away my dear. 突然我发现我想家了,想念英国曾经雾蒙蒙的天气。 ——《我的旅途和回忆录》