呆在一个叫天宁的孤岛上。与世隔绝。每天睡到自然醒。掀开窗帘,透过落地玻璃,一眼能望到蓝色的海。坐在石板上,拿着一盒哈根达斯,看着南太平洋呼啸而至的海浪,一勺一勺地吃着,甜美在四周溢散。太阳笑一会,雨又细绵绵地飘那么一会,风一会急一会柔地从四处涌来,接着阳光又一寸一寸地爬出来。十来分钟一个轮回,以致植物肥厚绿油。偶尔有矮矮胖胖褐色皮肤的土著人走过,无端地。会给你个笑脸,那白牙与眼白在阳光下熠熠生辉。无端地,你也会跟着笑。抬头是蓝蓝的天,转脸是蓝蓝的海。“蓝色桃花源”名不虚传。 Stay in an island called Tinian. Isolated. Sleep every day to wake up naturally. Open the curtains, through the floor glass, one can see the blue sea. Sitting on a slate, holding a box of Haagen-Dazs, watching the waves of the South Pacific roiling, spoonfuls of eating, sweet around in the overflow. The sun laughed for a while, and the rain drifted slowly for a while, and the wind came in a hurry, and then the sun crawled out by inches. Ten rounds of a reincarnation, resulting in plant fat green oil. Aboriginal people who occasionally have short, plump, brown skin walked past without reason. Will give you a smile, that white teeth and white eye sparkling in the sun. No reason, you will laugh. Blue sky is looking up, turning blue sea face. “Blue paradise ” deserved reputation.