好难过!! 就像是...... 一个出去没几天的人回到家, 却发现... 他的那一丁点儿家当被打包丢在门口, 变成一个有家却无处容身的人. 难道连一声知会都这麽困难吗? 难道连个沟通都做不到? 同是 272的小狼团不再是一家人了吗? 连个基本礼貌及相互的尊重都没有吗? 是妨碍到了吗? 是占据了吗? 是那里得罪了? 还是... 大家也都不是小孩子了... 换个立场, 换个角度, 又做何感想? 所谓的精神, 竟沦为空谈, 更令人难过... 除了难过之外, 还是难过... -- Who hath smelt wood-smoke at twilight ? Who hath heard the birch-log burning? Who is quick to read the noises of the night? Let him follow with the others: For the young men's feet are turning. To the camps of proved desire and known delight!