刚好也是要在夜里往西飞 再搬运一次《夜航西飞》的这段：

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. But when you step into it, the clouds will part and the mist will clear.——《West with the night》