和所有家住岛屿的人一样,我对于身边这片海有着一种与生俱来的复杂感情。这片土地漂泊在大海上,太阳刚升起来的时候,村里的渔民就纷纷下海捕鱼,撒下一网网大海深处对土地的无尽思念。海上几千年不曾改变的风帆和荒岛,水草或孤鸟,或许可以被看作生存、收获和希望,却更像是羁绊、思念与感伤。 Like everyone who lives on the island, I have a complex and intricate feeling about the sea around us. The land was drifting in the sea. When the sun just rose, the fishermen in the village rushed to the sea and fished a net deep in the sea and thought of the land. The sails and deserted islands, aquatic plants or birds that have not changed for thousands of years at sea may be seen as survival, harvest, and hope, but they are more like embarrassment, thoughts and sentiment.