又到一年除夕夜，又是狂发短信时。同样的吉祥话不断出现，我再原封不动地将其转发出去。有一阵子，我想这其实和人类已经无关了，大概是手机们在互致新年问候吧。但转个念头，想起当自己还是十几岁时，同学间曾经流行在生日、圣诞和新年的时候互送贺卡，在那些堆积起来的祝福里，真曾出现过自己一生都不会忘的感动。所以，我决定收起愤世嫉俗的想法，和现实妥协了。至于那不想妥协的部分，让他去默念这首诗好了：
The Silent Lover ( Walter Ralegh)
PASSIONS are liken'd best to floods and streams :
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb ;
So, when affection yields discourse, it seems
The bottom is but shallow whence they come.
They that are rich in words, in words discover
That they are poor in that which makes a lover.