生 是为了证明，爱 存在的痕迹。 | Sofía & Jackson - Watch HD Online | 4Love

Sofía & Jackson - 生 是为了证明，爱 存在的痕迹。 | Sofía & Jackson - Watch HD Online | 4Love

生 是为了证明，爱 存在的痕迹。 2022年12月4日。阿根廷，乌斯怀亚。乌斯怀亚是音译，直译为世界尽头。 顾名思义，这个小城坐落于南美洲的南之尽头，紧邻世间最癫狂汹涌的麦哲伦海峡。每天往返阿根廷首都BA的航班寥寥无几。大部分人来这里都是为了去南极，我也不例外。 一年前的我结束了一段长达8年的感情。我们的足迹遍布欧亚非与北美的57个国家，对回忆的逃避，让我开启了这次南美洲的长途旅行，因为只有这片大陆是全新的，未沾染任何回忆。而旅途尽头的南极，就是我告别回忆的终点。 乌斯怀亚非常冷，风也大的不得了，而且是那种湿冷的狂躁海风。下了飞机望向远处的大山，荒凉无比。只有一些灌木为其点缀上黄色和零星的绿。甚至草也不是记忆中的样子，而是那种带刺的会割伤人的硬草，踩时会缠绕在衣物上，看着品相就觉得毫无营养，但我还吃吃了一口尝尝味道。呸，吐了，如同嚼蜡。 从机场去酒店的路上，车厢内的大家都在讨论着天气和奇艺的美景，时不时有人难掩要踏上南极的激动，小声欢呼。而翱翔在山间的雄鹰，把一切尽收眼底。 这一次，是我人生中第一次明白鹰为什么是翱翔。因为山里的风太大了，它根本不用扇动羽翼。也明白了为什么它需要70公里的活动半径来生存。因为这里什么都没有，只有狂啸的冷风不绝于耳。到了酒店我和前台说了刚才看到的鹰，前台告诉我那是安第斯神鹰，翼展能达到3.5米。 酒店的设施还不错，室内泳池，桑拿，室内娱乐设施应有尽有，甚至外面还有个热水浴缸。但是我饿了，简单收拾了一下便来到酒店旁的酒吧，准备弄点吃的。游人都年纪偏大，也甚喜聊天。很快我们就发现我们是同一艘船的，便开始推杯换盏。时间很快来到了晚上，回到酒店大堂时，发现有更多的人入住了，可能对于他们来说，这里比我描述的更冷。 看着南美旅途最终一站的人群，虽还未正式开始，但依旧让刚刚几杯老酒下肚的我有些不舍。人群的嘈杂声慢慢变得安静，只有大堂中央的火炉被烧得吱吱作响。在跳动的火焰中，我仿佛再次看到了她。死于一场车祸的她。 “这时候哭出来就太丢人了。”我在脑海中努力提醒着喉咙愈发哽咽的自己。 快步乘电梯进入房间，换上了抗风的户外装备后，抽出了两根烟立马走向了酒店外的小径。 远处盘旋的神鹰已经没了踪影，带有一丝丝绿色的高山，也被日落涂抹成了黑蓝色的背景。打火机都被吹得无法顺利点燃，只得回到大堂讨要了个防风打火机。 再次走到小径，终于成功点燃了香烟。远处的灯火闪烁飘渺和打火机喷出的蓝火不同，这次久违的尼古丁又没有戒掉，真可惜。 就这样，我站在这里，感受着自然，手持尼古丁自然的夜。脑海中响起了一段久违的旋律。 夜 是狼深邃眼睛 孤独等待黎明。 Life is to prove that there are traces of the existence of love. December 4, 2022. Argentina, Ushuaia. Ushuaia is a transliteration, literally translated as the end of the world. As the name suggests, this small town is located at the southern end of South America, close to the Strait of Magellan, the most wild and turbulent place in the world. There are very few flights to and from Argentina's capital BA every day. Most people come here to go to Antarctica, and I am no exception. A year ago, I ended an eight-year relationship. We have traveled to 57 countries in Europe, Asia, Africa and North America. The escape from memories made me embark on this long trip to South America, because this is the only continent that is brand new and untainted by any memories. The Antarctic at the end of the journey is the end of my farewell memories. It was very cold in Ushuaia and the wind was extremely strong, and it had that kind of clammy and manic sea breeze. After getting off the plane and looking at the mountains in the distance, it was extremely desolate. Only a few shrubs embellished it with yellow and sporadic green. Even the grass was not what I remembered. It was the kind of hard grass with thorns that could cut people. It would get tangled in clothes when I stepped on it. Looking at the appearance, I thought it was nutritious, but I still took a bite to taste it. Bah, vomited, like chewing wax. On the way from the airport to the hotel, everyone in the carriage was discussing the weather and the beautiful scenery of Qiyi. From time to time, someone could not hide their excitement about setting foot on Antarctica and cheered quietly. And the eagle soaring in the mountains has a panoramic view of everything. This time, it was the first time in my life that I understood why the eagle soared. Because the wind in the mountains is so strong, it doesn't need to flap its wings at all. We also understand why it needs an activity radius of 70 kilometers to survive. Because there is nothing here, only the howling cold wind. When I arrived at the hotel, I told the front desk about the eagle I had just seen. The front desk told me that it was an Andean condor with a wingspan of 3.5 meters. The hotel's facilities are pretty good, including an indoor swimming pool, sauna, indoor entertainment facilities, and even a hot tub outside. But I was hungry, so I packed up briefly and went to the bar next to the hotel to get something to eat. The tourists are all older and like to chat. Soon we discovered that we were in the same boat and started exchanging glasses. Time soon came to night, and when I returned to the hotel lobby, I found that more people had checked in. Maybe for them, it was colder than I described. Looking at the crowds at the last stop of my journey to South America, even though it hasn’t officially started yet, it still makes me feel a little reluctant after just having a few glasses of old wine. The noise of the crowd gradually became quiet, and only the stove in the center of the lobby was squeaking. In the dancing flames, I seemed to see her again. She died in a car accident. "It would be too embarrassing to cry now." I tried to remind myself in my mind as my throat became more and more choked up. He quickly took the elevator into the room, put on wind-resistant outdoor gear, took out two cigarettes and immediately walked to the path outside the hotel. The condor circling in the distance has disappeared, and the mountains with a hint of green have been painted into a black and blue background by the sunset. The lighter was so blown that I couldn't light it smoothly, so I had to go back to the lobby and beg for a windproof lighter. Walking to the trail again, I finally managed to light a cigarette. The flickering lights in the distance are different from the blue fire emitted by the lighter. It's a pity that I haven't quit nicotine after a long absence this time. Just like this, I stand here, feeling the nature, holding the natural night of nicotine. A long-lost melody sounded in my mind. Night is the deep eyes of a wolf Lonely waiting for the dawn.