这个故事是我从大昭寺广场附近的露天甜茶馆里听来的。当时,我正同一位朋友在谈论“小说中的故事”这个话题-—或许正是因为这一缘故,我才至今仍能记住故事的大致内容。夏日雨后的天空异常丰富,空气也清新。大约是聊得投机,我的朋友问色波你干吗不写写故事?这事我不止一次地捉摸过,障碍在于我从小就不喜欢故事。结果他说他也是这样从小就不喜欢,但是——说到这个地方,他本应停顿一下,调整调整态度,以避免给人一种狂妄自大的印象,可 The story I heard from the open-air sweet tea house near Jokhang Temple Square. At that time, I was talking to a friend about the topic of “story in novels.” Perhaps it is precisely for this reason that I still remember the general content of the story. After the summer rain the sky is extremely rich, the air is fresh. About talkative speculation, my friend asked the color wave why you do not write a story? This I have more than once seized, the obstacle is that I did not like the story from an early age. As a result, he said he did not like it since he was young, but - when it comes to this place, he should have paused and adjusted his attitude so as to avoid giving the impression of arrogance.