重返 TucsonTucson, Again
三年后再回图森,图森未来已经没有未来了Back after three years. The company that brought me here is gone; the saguaros aren't
For the long weekend in mid-February, I flew to Phoenix, picked up a car, and drove south to Tucson.
Tucson used to be one of the places I knew best in America. My company had a testing base here, and I came often. After I left the company, three or four years passed before I came back.
On those work trips, I always hurried from the airport to the office. This time I finally had time to look at both sides of the road.

The next morning I went to Saguaro National Park. Big sun, big clouds. On my last visit it had just rained, and the saguaros looked freshly washed. I remembered them as delicate. This time, the same saguaros looked rugged, every one of them like a middle finger raised to the sky.

The day I left was overcast. An older man sat among the 🌵🌵🌵, surrounded by a garden of middle fingers, looking entirely at peace.

二月中的长周末,我飞到凤凰城,提了车,一路向南开去 Tucson。
Tucson 曾经是我在美国最熟悉的地方之一。公司在这里有测试基地,我常常要来。离开公司以后,一别就是三四年。
从前下了飞机,总是匆匆往公司赶。这次终于有空看看路两边了。

第二天一早去了 Saguaro 国家公园,太阳很大,云也很大。上次来刚下过雨,仙人掌像刚洗过澡,我记住的词是“清秀”。这次再看,还是它们,个个 rugged 得很,怎么看怎么像竖给天空的中指。

离开的时候是阴天。一位老先生坐在🌵🌵🌵中间,被一园子的中指围着,看起来倒是心平气和。

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