经过广场的时候,远远地就看见一群人在围着,似有歌声飘过来。是一个年轻人在唱歌。一个架着双拐的男人,在一个临时设置的小摊前,一手握着话筒,一手调试着伴奏带的节奏和音量。只有他一个人,只有他一个人的舞台却吸引了众多的目光,路过的行人纷纷停下来,人们站在一旁,用心倾听这个其貌不扬的男人的歌声,没有喧哗。月光如水,照在这个歌唱的男人脸上,是一种自然坦然的神色,不是自卑,没有乞求。 After the square, far to see a group of people around, it seems there is a song drifting. Is a young man singing. A man with a crutch abuts the rhythm and volume of the accompaniment band in one hand and holds the microphone in front of a temporarily set up stall. Only he alone, only his own stage has attracted a lot of attention, passing pedestrians have stopped, people stand aside, with the heart to listen to this handsome men singing, no noise. Moonlight, according to the singing man face, is a natural calm look, not inferior, did not beg.