刘郎已远,陋室仍在。和江淮间许多小县城里的遗迹一样,这个曾因《陋室铭》而闻名于世的地方,现在只剩下我和阿林两个游客,在青砖院内久久地盘桓。这时,我们听见了二胡声,低缓、滞涩,又略带沙哑的声音。拉二胡的是这里的看门人,坐在空寂的院内,对着“苔痕上阶绿,草色入帘青”的陋室。断续而且低平的二胡声,拂过院内的青草,弥散在这中午淡淡的阳光下,将那一丝忧 Liu Lang is far, shabby still. Like the remains of many small towns in Jianghuai County, this place, once famous for its shabby mosaics, now has only two tourists I stayed in and the long stay in the green brick courtyard. At this time, we heard the sound of the erhu, slow, stagnation, and slightly hoarse voice. Pull the erhu is the gatekeeper here, sitting in the silence of the hospital, facing the “moss on the green level, grass color into the curtain green” shabby room. Intermittent and low-level sound of the erhu, brushed the grass inside the hospital, dispersed in the noon light sun, that a hint of worry