我已经老了。我已80多岁了,每次听到余光中的《乡愁》,都会触及我内心每一根思念的神经,勾起我心底永远的痛,也勾起了我内心无法排解的乡愁。这是历史上好大的一滴泪呀。我独自坐在基隆的海滩,向无尽的东海海面望去。早已失去初来时的那种激动,我每天能做的,就是条件反射般地吃完早饭,来到海边,倾听海浪轻抚沙滩的絮语,远眺那头的大陆……每当夕阳西下,我会愈发紧张,无力地站起,又无望地坐下,海浪拍打着沙滩,好像是低低地倾诉。 I’m already old. I have been in my 80s. Every time I hear “Homesickness” in Yu Kwang-chung, I can touch every nerve in my heart, evoke the pain forever in my heart, and evoke nostalgia in my heart. This is a great tear in history. Sitting alone on the beach in Keelung, I looked out to the endless East China Sea. Already lose the kind of excitement when I first came in, every day I can do is to reflexively eat breakfast, came to the beach, listening to waves of beach caresses the ocean, overlooking the mainland ... Every sunset , I will be more and more nervous, unable to stand up, and hopelessly sit down, surfing the beach, as if to talk low.