。《雙城記》。

IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

。一段路。

。

。跑過後，總會沉澱出一分深切的反思；往往是很多的懊悔，以及自省的自責：總是跑得不夠好，或者說，根本可以跑得更好。

。是的，我就是這樣的一種人。