“小时候,乡愁是一枚小小的邮票,我在这头,母亲在那头。长大后,乡愁是一张窄窄的船票,我在这头,新娘在那头。后来呵,乡愁是一方矮矮的坟墓,我在外头,母亲在里头。而现在,乡愁是一湾浅浅的海峡,我在这头,大陆在那头。” “When I was a child, Squire was a small stamp. I was here. My mother was on that side. When I was growing up, Squire was a narrow boat ticket. I was here, the bride was over there. Later, oh, Squire. It was a dwarf graves. I was outside and my mother was inside. Now, the squire is a shallow strait. I’m here, and the mainland is over there.”