总是在冬天,在下雪的日子,看到雪花、河流或鸟。一只苍鹭,瞬间出现在我的眼前。28年过去了,也许,它早已融入我的灵魂深处。那年我15岁,在家乡上高中。放学回家时,看到河的下游出现两只白色的苍鹭,修长脖子,纤细身姿,不时地扇动翅膀。它们偶尔把长长的嘴伸进水中,寻找着食物。如果看到它们仰起头,就会看到它们嘴里白色的小鱼,在阳光下闪着银色的光。 Always in winter, on snowy days, see snowflakes, rivers or birds. A heron, instantly appeared in front of me. 28 years later, maybe it has long been immersed in the depths of my soul. That year I was 15 years old and was in high school in my hometown. After returning home from school, I saw two white herons in the lower reaches of the river, slender neck, slender figure, flapping their wings from time to time. Occasionally, they put their long mouth into the water, looking for food. If you look up, they will see the white little fish in their mouths flashing silver light in the sun.