让你记忆最深刻的那串数字,一定藏着一个故事吧。我们把这些数字紧紧握在手中,用它去印刻那些记不清的面孔,去丈量挥霍过的年轻岁月和不能重来的人生。不知道这些旋律,有没有唱进你的心里?周笔畅·《号码》我听:站在一条叫回忆的街头,读一本记载着过往悲喜的书,拨一个来自未来的长途号……眼前的画面虽然无声无息,却响起绵长的回音。 Let you remember the deepest string of numbers, must hide a story right. We hold these numbers firmly in our hands, use it to engrave those who can not remember the face, to measure spent young years and irreplaceable life. I do not know these melodies, have you sing into your heart? Bibi Chang “number” I heard: standing on the street called memories, read a record of past joys and sorrows book, dial a long distance from the future ... ... Although the picture is silent, but echoing long echo.