“她就出生在这张炕上。”章海宁先生微微笑着,颇为得意地指给我们看一张临窗的、铺着篾席的炕。虽然有大片带棱的窗,老式的屋子里仍有一种昏昏沉沉、不知天日的坠落感,想象不出婴儿诞生的画面。章先生离开以后我悄悄靠近火炕,伸手摸了摸炕席——完全是下意识的举动,明知道这不过是张普通的炕,铺着普通的篾席,摸也摸不出 “She was born on this kang. ” Mr. Zhang Haining smiled a little, quite proud to point us to see a window, covered with mat kang. Although there is a large window with edges and corners, the old-fashioned house still has a drowsy, I do not know the feeling of falling, imagine the birth of the baby picture. Zhang left after I quietly close to the kang, hand touching the kang mat - completely subconscious move, knowing that this is just ordinary kang, covered with ordinary mat, touch can not touch