在势如奔雷的群山中,在奔流不息的金沙江畔,有一条顺江而下的古驿道,不知是何朝何代修的。那宽不到一米用青石板铺就的路面已被踏得滑溜溜的。 驿道从我家门口通过,记得小时候,每年攀枝花开得正红,父亲便跟着爷爷,赶着马帮上路了。每次父亲与爷爷出行,我都会 Pingsi in the potential of the mountains, in the steady stream of the Jinsha River, there is a down the river along the ancient post road, I do not know why the DPRK on behalf of the repair. That is less than a meter paved with bluestone paved road has been slippery. Post Road from my house through, remember a child, Panzhihua each year is red, his father followed Grandpa, hurried caravan on the road. Every time my father and grandfather travel, I will