出国的时候我不过十多岁,可以说是在瑞士长大,现在住在北京,一到春天或是遇上天气不好的时候,我的心里就像患了风湿,一阵阵隐痛起来,我知道我是在患相思病——思念瑞士,好比人家思念自己的初恋情人,那些细小细微积累在心里,起初不觉得,蓦然回首才发现点点滴滴都是回忆了。 When I was abroad, I was only in my teens. I could say that I grew up in Switzerland. Now living in Beijing, I feel like having rheumatism in the spring or in bad weather. I know I am suffering from lovesickness - miss Switzerland, like people miss their first love, those tiny nuances accumulated in the heart, at first do not think, suddenly look back and found that bit by bit are memories.