最初的一缕阳光透过树林落在河面上,点点粼光随波闪耀。桥上有个老人坐在椅子上拉着手风琴,眯着眼睛似乎是在享受自己带来美妙的音乐。一位老妇人牵着小狗经过,那小狗却被音乐吸引停下了脚步。更多的人行色匆匆,似乎习惯了这样的风景。20多天后我再次来到这座桥上的时候老人已经不知去向,也许,他又到另外的一个城市去流浪了吧。而我,最后也是来去匆匆。 The first ray of sunshine fell through the woods on the river, a little sparkling shine with the waves. There was an old man on the bridge with the accordion in his chair, his eyes narrowing as if enjoying his own wonderful music. An old woman led by puppies, the puppy was stopped by the music attracted. More people walking in a hurry, it seems accustomed to such a landscape. More than 20 days later when I came to this bridge again, the old man had disappeared. Maybe he went to another city to wander. And I, finally, come and gone.