“旅行不过是用来回忆的。”刚远行了一个半月回来的我,又一次跟朋友这么说到,像一头饱经风霜早已入定的老驴。于是这部总算跳脱台湾小清新格局的公路电影《转山》,对我来说也还是“用来回忆”这么回事。完成心灵甚至信仰任务的书豪回到台湾高校,不再是那个几乎在天路上升华的倒霉蛋,而成了和所有年轻人一样抱怨论文追逐姑娘的城里人,直至路上患难骑友的一张明信片勾起已经封存的高原回忆。 “Travel is only used to recall. ” Just returned a month and a half back, I said to my friends again, like a weather-beaten old donkey. So this triumphant road movie, “Transferred to the Mountain,” that finally escaped Taiwan’s small fresh landscape, is still “used to recall” such a thing for me. The book of accomplishment of the mind and even of faith, returned to Taiwan’s colleges and universities, is no longer the unlucky person who has sublimated almost on the road to become a city man complaining about essay chasing girls, just like all young people, Zhang postcards evoke already recalled plateau memories.