故鄉的橋 The Bridge in My Hometown

「大一寒假得知隔年擧家將搬到台北。帶著一點愁悵的心，騎單車往城市的邊緣。在那座橋頭停下，望著它的盡頭；狂野自由的青少年時光，是否如懸在橋一端的通紅夕陽，失去了熱度。那隱約的村莊也許是不可能再見的秘境。

“During the winter break of my freshman year, I learned that our family would be moving to Taipei the following year.
With a touch of melancholy, I rode my bicycle toward the edge of the city. I stopped at the head of a bridge, gazing toward its end.
Were those wild and free teenage years, like the blazing sunset hanging at one end of the bridge, losing their warmth?
That faintly visible village might be a secret place I would never see again.”