或许我的前世如蔡琴歌里的那个淡水小镇上的女子,终其一生默默守候着她那六月茉莉般白色的心事。不然,我怎么会如此这般地爱上那些青砖黛瓦、朱门雕窗、流水小桥的小镇呢?长汀、凤凰、丽江、平遥、乌镇…….还有那些散布在世界各地的乡间和山谷里,令我无限神往而至今未能涉足的地方。 Perhaps my last life, like the young woman in the freshwater town of Tsai’s song, remained quietly waiting for her June-jasmine-white heart. Otherwise, how could I fall in love with those small towns where there is a brick, a door, and a bridge? Changting, Fenghuang, Lijiang, Pingyao, Wuzhen ... ... There are those scattered around the world In the countryside and in the valleys, I am fascinated and have not been able to get involved so far.