直线距离,真的并不遥远,虽然隔着海水。这是一眼望去,最初的直觉。没有桥,也没有风浪的时候,是一马平川的水面,蓝到人的心里,安静有如最深的幸福,也特别适合游泳和诗歌。透澈的空气里,彼岸真的是可以一眼望过去,那边有历历可数的楼台、人烟。可是若要过去呢,请劳烦舟楫。乘风破浪时,看起来很近的,居然是那么远。这就譬如我们的事业了,再对的方向,也难免在路上陷入细节:琢磨,纠缠。多少次,真的感觉最初低估了这里的难度啊。 Straight line distance, really not far away, though across the sea. This is a glance, the initial instinct. No bridge, no wind and waves when it is a stretch of water, blue to the heart, quiet as the deepest happiness, but also particularly suitable for swimming and poetry. Through the clear air, the other side can really look at the past, there are countless buildings, people. But if you want to pass it, please be annoyed. Wind and waves, looks very close, actually is so far. This, for example, our cause, and then the right direction, it is inevitable into the details on the road: pondering, entangled. How many times, really feeling the initial underestimation of the difficulty here ah.