今天是背井离乡在海外整整第十二周年。十二年一循，可以说从懂事以后，在国内和在国外呆的时间已经几乎差不多了，但始终觉得在海外的自己一直是个赶路人，身心不定。正如那句“浮萍飘泊本无根，天涯游子君莫问”。
十二年，读书读到了顶头，工作做到了谷底。十二年，等到得到的，抹去失去的。十二年，忽然而已，却又像过完了一辈子，那么久，那么沧海桑田。
这十二年，写给自己的，写给读得懂的同路人。昔我往矣，杨柳依依。行道迟迟，载渴载饥……
2017年7月29日
It has been twelve years since I left home today. Twelve-year is a special term in Lunar calendar, called a 'Turn' (Chinese era). Possibly I could say that the periods I stayed abroad and before were half-half when I have grown up. Not such like being at home, however, I always feel that I am a walking stranger, a bird of passage, even it really has been a long time being abroad now.
Within twelve years, I got my PhD, but I am also struggling on my work. Within twelve years, I gained what I deserved, but also lost those should be missed. Fleeting twelve years, but feels like a whole life long, through the ages.
This twelve-year is for myself, and for full of kindred spirits.
29 July 2017