从洛阳桥上的狮身护栏旁走过,从镇风塔前走过,从蔡襄庙前走过。那青灰色的栏杆,青灰色的桥面,那美髯飘飘的古榕树,无不历历在目。桥梁下的船形桥墩,吸附层层叠叠的砺房,牢固着千年悠悠的往事;洛阳江上的红树林,生长着不老的神话传说。 Walked from the Sphinx fence on Luoyang Bridge, walked in front of the town wind tower, and walked in front of Cai Xiang Temple. That gray-blue railings, blue-gray bridge deck, that the United States fluttering ancient banyan tree, all vividly. Bridge under the bridge piers, layers of adsorbed layers of Ritual, solid Millennium solid long past; mangroves on the Luoyang River, the growth of old myths and legends.