那是一个天色将黑、夜幕降临的傍晚,我们一家三口已准备用晚餐。突然从窗外传来一阵悠扬婉转的笛子声。起先还以为是对面楼里的孩子在练,可好长时间了,笛子还在一曲一曲地吹,而且声源的位置分明移动着,儿子、爱人与我一齐想到了那肯定是要饭的在吹。笛声还在坚韧地传来,音色圆润柔和。曲子蛮熟的,像是《春江花月夜》、《寒江残雪》,还有《梅花三弄》、《姑苏行》,感觉是那么的忧伤与心事重重。儿子一边吃一边不安地跟我说:“爸爸,去给他点钱吧!”我当然也有此意,可懒 It was a dark day, nightfall evening, we have a family of three ready to eat dinner. Suddenly came a melodious melodious flute from the window. At first thought it was on the opposite floor of the children in the training, but for a long time, the flute is still a song and blowing, and the location of the sound source moves clearly, my son, my lover and I think it must be to eat Blowing. Still flute sound came, soft and mellow tone. Music is quite familiar, such as “Moonlight Night in Spring,” “Snowy River”, as well as “plum three get”, “Gusu line”, I feel so sad and heavyheaded. My son said restlessly to me while eating: “Daddy, go give him some money!” "Of course I also have this meaning, can be lazy