我要说的,是多少人都说过的自然。故乡的城郊,有一条雾气氤氲的大河,两岸是成片的芦苇,绰约有致,在三九的朔风中浩荡起舞。我时常沿着河岸行走,鞋底被浪花溅湿。隔着杂沓的芦苇丛遥望对岸,时光和记忆就这样悠悠地打个旋儿,从芦苇的缝隙中淌了出去。欢乐与忧愁如一对同胞姊 I want to say is how many people have said that nature. Hometown of suburbs, there is a foggy river, the two sides are into pieces of reeds, graceful to the cause, the mighty dance in March nine. I often walk along the river bank, the sole is splashing wet. Across the stack of reeds overlooking the other side, time and memory so long to make a spin, from the crevices of the reeds drip out. Joy and sorrow as a sibling