加州花海

　　回家的路上，翻越8号公路的高山时候，4000英尺的大雪遮天蔽日，还有5号公路上粗鲁的人们在争先恐后的赶路和超越，而我的车里一地沙子，苹果香味，莫扎特还有拜伦那首诗歌带我平静的潜行：

　　There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

　　There is a rapture on the lonely shore,

　　There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

　　I love not man the less, but Nature more,

　　From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before,

　　To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.

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