北方仲春时节,抵达广州。然后与它握手,道别。我没理由将其据为己有。尽管这里曾是我童年的旧地。从广东到广西到云南,风声霍霍。身形如鸟,飞掠华南和西南。异乡宛若一辆满载珠宝的航船,荡漾在我的目光中央:桂林山水,燕子溶洞,苍山洱海,茶马古道,木府风云……它们身披一页页古老而新鲜的墨香,从书册中透射出丝丝缕缕的光芒,花瓣一样滑落在我的视野中。 Northern Zhongchun season, arrived in Guangzhou. Then shake hands with it, say goodbye. I have no reason to take it for myself. Although here was my old childhood. From Guangdong to Guangxi to Yunnan, fame. Stature such as birds, fly-grab South China and Southwest. A foreign country like a ship full of jewelry, rippling in my eyes Central: Guilin landscape, swallows caves, Cangshan Erhai Lake, the ancient Tea Horse Road, Wood House situation ...... They are wearing a page of ancient and fresh ink, from the book Penetration of the light through the thread, like the petals slipped in my field of vision.