Blowin' in the Wind——致估摸着还得混沌失序的2022年！

对于跨入一个崭新的年头感到如此茫然，这也是第一次吧！

2020年，疫情发轫，还乐观地以为这就是另外一次小规模的“非典”，用不了年底，报复性的旅游和消费就会奔涌而至，大半年的时间无非就是稍微长一些的假期，可以用来享受安宁的生活，可我真错了，一年之后这个世界毫无转机；

2021年，国境继续关闭，这也没啥，大不了就是把曾经存在硬盘里的歌重新听一遍，照片归置清理，一直想看的电视剧追一追，心中的写作计划付诸实施，顺便再来几个国内游啥的，晃一晃也就过去了，可谁知道最大规模的一次Lockdown又不期而至，一关就是一百多天，接着又来了新变种病毒，这是要没完没了啊！

对于疾驰而来的2022年，再也不敢有什么期待，看起来这就是一场历时弥久的世界大战一般，没个三年五载是根本过不去的，而且其影响力怕是要延及之后的许多年，2022年，只能更加混沌，对此唯有沉默，真的没有什么好说的，更谈不到期望与计划，恐怕就连祈祷都已经无的放矢，这真是艰难时事！

幸好还有旅行，还有白云，还有明月，还有歌声：

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
And how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
And how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

一个男人要行多少路，他才能称得上是真正的男人？

一切的答案都在风中，2022，或许最好的方式仍旧是流浪，流浪在路上。

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