我带着单反,背着画夹,向田野走去,和草木有个约会。不是和所有的草木,穿越繁花,邂逅我最心仪的那一朵,然后停下来,趴下来,拍个照,然后,描摹它的娇美、它茕茕孑立的气质。我穿着白球鞋,比日本电影《情书》的开场里那幕雪景还要白,太阳升起来,河流闪着它多情的明眸,我带着轻如蒲公英一样的心趟过那片草地,裤管上沾满了草木上的露珠以及黏人的花粉末。河水清澈得一如青春日子里飞逝的流年,我曾经无数次地在这条河边驻足,看河道里忙碌的渔人和他的鸬鹚,并希望遇见《诗经》里捣衣的女子,捣衣的女子早已不知所终,只留下芳草萋萋,风吹过,一阵沙沙的 I took the SLR, carrying a clip, walked to the fields, and vegetation have a date. Not all the plants and trees, through the flowers, met my favorite one, and then stop, get down, take a picture, and then, depicting its charming, its unbridled temperament. I wore white shoes, snow than the opening of the Japanese movie “Love Letter” is still white, the sun rises, the river flashes its passionate bright eyes, I took the light as dandelion-like heart Wading through the grass, pants on Stained with dew on grass and sticky flower powder. As the fleeting days of youth, I stopped countless times on this river, watching the busy fishermen and his cormorants in the river and hoping to meet the woman in the Book of Songs, Women’s clothes have long been overwhelmed, leaving only lawn mowing, the wind blew, rustling