你没有如期归来,这正是离别的意义。我忘记了这句话是谁说的,只是这一刻,脑子里突然就冒出了这一句。每一次你远行,我都如此。站在礁石上,任由潮湿的海风迷了我的眼。我不想说我哭了,因为哭了便代表着这是离别。一个人对一个城市产生情节,必然是有原因的,也许只是在地图上看到了一个好听的城市名字,这个名字给了你许多遐想;也许只是看到了一张触动内心的图片,而那个图片是某个城市的一角; You did not return on time, this is the meaning of parting. I forgot who said this sentence, but this moment, my mind suddenly emerge this one. Every time you travel, I do so. Standing on the reef, let damp sea breeze fans my eyes. I do not want to say I cried, because crying means that it is parting. A person must produce a plot for a city, for a reason, maybe just seeing a good city name on the map, the name gives you a lot of reverie; maybe just saw a touch of the heart of the picture, and the picture is A corner of a city