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站立于桥头,等待一位从远方来的朋友。他什么模样?从哪里来?何时到?……这时,我们的心中有一段空白。这空白使我们遐想,回忆、希望……这空白如同中国画中的天与地、云与水,空空如也。这空白使我们的心灵、想象得以自由的舒展。等待象云,一片清纯透明的云,无色、无味、无影。虚么?空么?为什么我们总是盼着她、想着她、恋着她?她不就是一片白云么?浩瀚的大海、大江、大山,雄伟巍峨的群山峻岭,为什么视而不见,却去期盼着这片云?这是一个空—一个自由的空,可以飞翔、可以神游。
Stand on the bridge, waiting for a friend from afar. What does he look like? Where did he come from? When did he arrive? ... At this moment, there was a gap in our hearts. This blank makes us reverie, memories, hope ... ... This gap is like Chinese painting in the sky and the earth, clouds and water, empty. This blank makes our hearts, imagine the freedom to stretch. Waiting for the cloud, a pure and transparent cloud, colorless, tasteless, shadowless. Why do we always look forward to her, think of her, in love with her? She is not a piece of white clouds? The vast sea, rivers, mountains, majestic towering mountains, why turn a blind eye, but to go Looking forward to this piece of cloud? This is an empty - a free air, you can fly, you can fugue.