一驻足鼓岭的那几天,脑海里频频浮现出旅美作家王鼎钧先生在其散文名篇《脚印》中所写的一段话:你该还记得那个传说,人死了,他的鬼魂要把生前留下的脚印一个一个都捡起来。为了做这件事,他的鬼魂要把生平经过的路再走一遍。车中船中,桥上路上,街头巷尾,脚印永远不灭。纵然桥已坍了,船已沉了,路已翻修铺上 During the days when one stopped at Tugul Ridge, my mind from Travel Writer Wang Dingjun frequently wrote a passage in his essay “Footprints”: You should still remember that legend, when people were dead, their ghosts should The footprints left by his life were picked up one by one. In order to do this, his ghost must walk through the path of life again. Car in the ship, the bridge on the road, the streets and lanes, footprints will never go out. Even though the bridge has collapsed, the ship has sunk, and the road has been renovated