1《民族诗刊》笔会开幕式结束,与会者纷纷下到一楼大厅就餐。海娆想了想,觉得把相机、笔记本拿到餐厅有些不便,不如放回宾馆房间,还能顺便上趟洗手间。等海娆赶到餐厅,几十张餐桌已基本满座。所有人都像在说话,可一句也听不清。室友晓枫也不知坐哪儿去了,全都是陌生面孔。海娆决定随便坐下,吃完走人,于是就近入席,这样就坐到了郎清旁边。海娆后来仔细想过,看似随意一坐,多半还是受到某种吸引,更像天意。没错,一百多号人,各式各样的民族服装,各式各样的帽子,就数白帽子显眼。虽是《民族诗刊》 1 The opening ceremony of the “National Poetry” PEN conference ended with participants going to the lobby on the first floor for dinner. Cooley thought for a moment, think the camera, notebook, get some inconvenience to the restaurant, it is better to put back the hotel room, but also by the way the bathroom trip. Rarely arrived at the restaurant, such as the sea, dozens of tables have been basically full. Everyone is talking, can not hear a word. Roommate Xiao Feng do not know where to sit, all are strange faces. Scattered decided to sit down, eat leave, so close to attend, so sat next to Lang. Carefree later thought carefully, seemingly free to sit, mostly by some kind of attraction, more like God. Yes, more than a hundred people, all kinds of national costumes, a wide range of hats, the number of white hat conspicuous. Although “National Poetry”