从非洲回来数月后的一个中午,我走在北京活力四射却有些气喘吁吁的街头,偶尔瞥见头顶上灰蒙蒙的天空和四面逼仄的钢筋水泥,猛然驻足,凝神思念起南部非洲的阳光来,那是照耀着津巴布韦高原上一种毫无遮拦的阳光,纯粹、直烈、彻骨,阳光下非洲的葱笼绿意就这样在富饶得带着些奢侈的空旷大地上热情恣意地生长着,拦都拦不住,更不用说那些自由出没其间的动物了。 A few months after returning from Africa, I walked through the energetic and somewhat panting streets in Beijing. Occasionally I caught sight of the overcast skies and the cramped steel and concrete that suddenly stopped and remembered the sun in southern Africa , Which shines upon the unobstructed sunshine of Zimbabwe’s plateau, pure, straightforward and penetrating. In the sunshine Africa’s green greenery grew enthusiastically and wantonly on the rich and spacious open land, Can not stop blocking, let alone those who freely haunt the animals.