巨流集 2025 The Boundless Great Torrent 2025 第 06 篇 Section 06
五月 生活在别处：十佳歌手后记 May: Life Is Elsewhere: Postscript to Top Ten Singers
返回 巨流集 2025 Back to The Boundless Great Torrent 2025近来的日子仿佛沉入了某种虚无，了无痕迹。课堂偶抬头，望见学长学姐们定格青春的快门声，22级同学身上时髦光鲜，抑或学妹不经意间流露的明媚，心中常泛起一丝怅然。明明身处同一片屋檐下，却感觉彼此的世界隔着一条无形的河，各自喧嚣，各自沉寂。
Lately, my days seem to have sunk into a kind of nothingness, leaving no trace behind. Looking up occasionally during class, hearing the shutter clicks of seniors capturing their youth, observing the stylish chic of fellow students in the 2022 entry cohort, or catching the inadvertent radiance of a junior girl, a pang of wistfulness often wells up in my chest. Though sheltering under the very same roof, it feels as if an invisible river flows between our respective worlds—each bustling in its own noise, each solitary in its own silence.
尘封许久的湖心，似乎因这一夜的歌声而悄然漾起了涟漪。惯于庆吊不通的素简时日，竟因一场十佳歌手的盛会，让我在深夜里辗转反侧，细数心头的余温。
Yet the frozen surface of the lake within me seemed quietly stirred into ripples by the melodies of that evening. Accustomed to austere days severed from joy and mourning alike, a Top Ten Singers Gala was enough to keep me tossing and turning late into the night, nursing the residual warmth lingering in my chest.
那夜的星光与喝彩，至今仍灼灼在胸。当G学姐以清越之声捧回亚军时，那份与有荣焉的欣悦，纯粹而悠长。不禁感叹，若能再拥有四年光阴细细研磨，未来那些五光十色的校园片段，定会成为日后反复咀嚼的甘饴。此刻，便想用文字，为我本科前三年的瞬间，留下些许温存的注脚。
The starlight and cheers of that night still burn bright in my memory. When Senior Sister G took second place with her pure, resonant voice, the joy of sharing in her honor was both unadulterated and enduring. I couldn’t help but marvel: if only I had another four years to polish and savor, those kaleidoscopic vignettes of campus life would undoubtedly become sweet morsels to turn over and over in the years ahead. At this juncture, I wish to use words to affix a few tender annotations to the fleeting moments of my first three undergraduate years.
回首望去，那曾被视为清汤寡水的日常，如今咂摸，也别有一番滋味。我发现自己已不再艳羡他人的娱乐，反倒更珍视人与人之间那份微妙而真挚的联结。“独学而无友，则孤陋而寡闻”，此言于世事交游，亦是箴言。
Looking back, routines once dismissed as insipid broth now take on a distinct savor when rolled on the tongue. I find that I no longer envy other people’s revelry; instead, I have learned to prize the delicate, authentic bonds forged between souls. “To study alone without companions breeds narrowness and ignorance”—this ancient adage remains an enduring maxim for navigating human society.
米兰昆德拉的生活在别处大概是说，“当生活在别处时，那是梦，是艺术，是诗，而当别处一旦成为此处，崇高感随即变为生活的另一面：残酷。” 静坐观众席，看台上的人们以歌声编织“别处”的绮梦，那一刻，我强烈地感受到，生活之外中的人有着更强的感知力：欣喜会翻倍，当然痛楚也更切肤。
Milan Kundera’s notion that “life is elsewhere” roughly implies: “When life is elsewhere, it is a dream, art, and poetry; but once that elsewhere becomes the here and now, the sublime immediately flips to reveal life’s other face: cruelty.” Sitting quietly in the auditorium, watching the performers on stage weave radiant dreams of “elsewhere” with their voices, I felt with acute force at that instant that those standing outside everyday life possess a heightened capacity for perception: their joy is doubled, but their pain is likewise far more visceral.
让崇高感变得残酷吧，我偏要以别处的视角去审视此处每一个的瞬间，存在与感受都如此痛烈。
Let the sublime turn cruel, then; I insist on inspecting every passing moment here through the prism of elsewhere, where both existence and sensation are so excruciatingly vivid.
现在回望大学前两年半的生活，我大抵只记得某时某地手机屏幕一帧一帧的剪影。闪光灯下的城市，我攥着手里的那一抹亮，在等待一则来自某人的消息。那一刻，别处便成为了此处。
Looking back now at the first two and a half years of university, I recall mostly frame-by-frame silhouettes glowing against my phone screen in arbitrary places at arbitrary times. In the city ablaze with neon, I gripped that fragile sliver of light in my palm, waiting for a text from someone. At that moment, elsewhere had become here.
诚然，伤感也是会有的，只不过我仍愿意将这一缕伤感寄托在期待里，把期待付诸于行动中。生活在别处，亦在此处。
Undeniably, melancholy will always linger; yet I choose still to anchor that strand of sorrow in hope, and to translate that hope into action. Life is elsewhere, and it is right here.