小时候对京戏的印象,大致就是一群穿着鼓鼓囊囊袍子的人,脸上涂了鬼似的花纹,背后插着花花绿绿的旗子,咿咿呀呀地嚷着,或擒贼,或捉妖,间或有一个青衫白面的女子,眼睑旁抹着大红,露出惊惧的神色,哭似地唱,高亢的嗓音夹杂了胡琴的哀吟。在童年的梦中,这些颜色和声音化作萦绕不断的图画,每一幅都那么鲜明浓烈, When I was young, I was impressed with the opera. I was basically a group of people dressed in gowns and robes with ghostly motifs on their faces. There were colorful flags behind them, screaming or snatching, Pathetic white side of the woman, eyelid wipe the red, revealing the look of horror, crying to sing, high-pitched voice mixed with the huqin grief. In childhood dreams, these colors and voices turn into endless pictures, each one is so clear and strong,