2015年冬天,初雪。第二次到乌镇,木心美术馆已经落成。人来人往的西栅,江南水乡,千年古镇,美术馆却安静。一方宁静的水上,横竖几抹白色的墙,极简约的外观,真是一顶桥。听说临终的木心看着美术馆设计图,喃喃自语。今天的美术馆,进门就见到这句话:“风啊,水啊,一顶桥”。想到桥这个意象,就想到读木心作品的感觉。那感觉正是桥,一头是西方,一头是中国;一头是从前,一头是现代;当然,亦是,一头是边缘,一 2015 winter, the first snow. The second to Wuzhen, Mu Xin Art Museum has been completed. People come and go in the West Gate, Jiangnan Water Town, Millennium Town, Art Museum is quiet. One side of the quiet water, anyway, wipe a few white walls, minimalist appearance, really a bridge. I heard that the wooden heart of the museum looked at the museum design, muttering. Today’s art museum, the door to see this sentence: “Wind ah, water ah, a bridge ”. Think of this image of the bridge, think of the feeling of reading wooden heart works. That feeling is exactly the bridge, one is the West, one is China; one is the past, one is modern; of course, one is the edge of a