一 沈经侗乡的溪流,曲曲弯弯。它眷恋着这里的山石草木,欢快地吟唱着,跳跃着,在寨门楼脚间踯躅徘徊。它离不开这风光秀丽的侗乡。这里芳馨的空气、淳朴的风情,使它流连不舍,难以忘怀。这里荡涤了它的魂魄,保留了它的清澈。 此刻,正当“不惑”之年的医生王兆石的心境,仿佛同溪流一样。回望自己的足迹,他怎能离得开侗乡…… A sink through the Dong stream, twists and turns. It is attached to the mountains and vegetation here, happily singing, jumping, wandering in the Zhaimen feet. It is inseparable from this beautiful Dong. Fragrance of the air here, simple style, so it linger, unforgettable. Here’s the soul of it, keep it clear. At the moment, the mentality of Wang Zhaoshi, a doctor in the right age of “no doubt”, seems to be the same as the stream. Looking back on his own footsteps, how can he stay away from home ...