五月的一天下午,我去乡下放松一下心情。路过一个小村庄,看见一个老人在路边的树下纳凉,上身光着,肩上搭条毛巾,摇着蒲扇,躺在一把藤椅上,藤椅下放着一个收音机,正放着京曲,老人嘴着哼着,偶尔起身,喝一口茶,茶杯放在收音机旁边。斑驳的树影,倾斜在老人身上,老人浑然不觉,这是天然的丽影,仿佛来为老人助兴一般。这情景,与眼前的一山一水,仿佛有了灵性,动人心弦。 One afternoon in May, I went to the countryside to relax. Passing through a small village, I saw an old man enjoying the cool air from the tree beside the road, her upper body wearing a light towel over her shoulders, shaking a palm-leaf fan and lying on a wicker chair with a radio under her desk. The old man hummed, occasionally got up, drank a tea, and the cup was placed next to the radio. Mottled tree shadow, leaning on the elderly, the elderly unaware that this is a natural beauty, as if to help the elderly in general. This scene, with the immediate mountain water, as if with a spiritual, touching.