飞机在目的地上空盘旋,舷窗外,我看到连绵的雪峰高指蓝天,圣洁而庄严。雪线下,裹满绿色的山麓一直伸向海边,岸边的小浪花勾勒出一条乳白色的海岸线,顺着山势优美蜿蜒。海和山缠绵得好紧,不知是山伸进了海还是海浸入了山,我正想象着徐志摩幻想飞天时看到的景象,山脚下的另一个世界倏地映入我的眼帘: The plane hovered over its destination, porthole, I saw a continuous sky of snow-capped mountains, holy and solemn. Snow line, covered with green foothills has been extended to the beach, the shore of the small spray outlines a milky coastline, along the beautiful mountain meanders. Sea and mountain linger tight tight, I do not know the mountains into the sea or the sea immersed in the mountains, I was imagining the scene when Xu Zhimo fantasy to see the other world at the foot of the mountain suddenly fall into my eyes: