晚间在乡村的路上走,夏夜星空下,淡淡青草香气里,流萤在飞,鹅黄的光在身前身后,点缀着散漫的步履。好动的孩童追逐扑打,把掉落在地的萤火虫拾起,装入瓶内。注视眼前闪烁的微小灯笼,划过一道道优美的曲线,我看到从前的法布尔,迷恋昆虫的一生。有多少种昆虫,就有多少种不同的曲线——这些自然界的精灵,它们行动的轨迹勾走我们的眼神。还有,又在黄昏时见到了袅袅而起的炊烟,和大漠笔直孤烟不同的是,山风吹来,炊烟躲闪摇曳,像逶迤曼妙的时光,去了又来。可以据此说,这些漫无目的的袅娜炊烟,还原了一种从容的生活——草木焚化的香味,竹木磕碰的声响,羊牛身上的气息,缓缓散发。判断山河是否美感,从线条形成可见一 Evening walk in the country road, under the stars of the summer night, a touch of grassy aroma, the flow of fireflies in the fly, yellow light in front of the body, dotted with casual walking. Active children chasing flutter, the fireflies dropped to the ground picked up, into the bottle. Gazing at the tiny lantern twinkling in front of me, across the beautiful curve of the road, I saw the old Fabre, infatuated with insect life. How many kinds of insects, how many different curves - these natural elves, the trajectory of their actions go away our eyes. Also, at dusk and saw curl up from the smoke, and the straight smoke of the desert is different, the mountain breeze, smoke dodge swaying, like the graceful time, went again. It can be said accordingly that these purposeless Nina smoke, restore a calm life - the smell of vegetation incineration, the sound of bamboo bump bump, sheep’s breath, slowly distributed. To determine whether the beauty of mountains and rivers, visible from the formation of a line