我在很小的时候就十分喜欢竹子。县师范院内的两片竹林,曾是我儿时的乐园。一棵棵翠绿的竹子,在一米多高的花影墙里相互依偎着,好像紧紧相拥的恋人。它们沐浴着微风与阳光,日复一日,年复一年,不厌其烦地重复着同一个动作——轻轻地、有节奏地随风左右摇摆。即便如此,它们还是十分投入地荡漾着,就像 I very much like bamboo when I was young. The two bamboo forests in the county teacher training center used to be my childhood paradise. A green bamboo trees, in the one-meter-high flower wall cling to each other, like a tightly embracing lover. They bathe in the breeze and the sun, day after day, year after year, tirelessly repeating the same movement - gently and rhythmically swaying with the wind. Even so, they are still very much immersed, just like