我从来没有见过真正的樱花,所以说“喜欢”似乎有些过分。但,也许正因为从未见过,反而有了一种距离的美感。记忆犹深的是:我在学校的业余电台工作时,一位同学收到了一张来自日本的“电台联络卡”。赫然映入眼帘的是皑皑积雪堆砌在山顶上的富士山,给人以悲壮之美的感觉。而斜里蓦地横出一根盛开着樱花的枝条,与富士山成了一种相反而又极和谐的对比,宛若一位凝重的老人与未谛世故的少 I have never seen true cherry blossoms, so it seems to be too much to say “like”. However, perhaps because it has never been seen, it has a sense of distance. It is still deeply remembered that when I was working on an amateur radio station at the school, a fellow student received a “radio contact card” from Japan. It was a mountain of Mount Fuji that was piled up on the top of the mountain. It gave a feeling of tragic beauty. The obliquely sloping branches of cherry blossoms become an opposite and harmonious contrast with Mount Fuji, like a dignified old man and an unsophisticated person.