“倦客最萧索,醉倚斜桥穿柳线。还似卞堤虹梁横水面,看浪飐春灯,舟下如箭。此行重见……”读北宋词人周邦彦的这首《绕佛阁》,总会让我想起故乡的春灯来。我的故乡是坐落在富源大山褶皱里的一个叫“玉麦”的山村。故乡人过年有玩灯的习俗,我们叫它玩“春灯”。这玩春灯的习俗,就像村里那些永不熄灭的火塘,一代传 “Tired passengers most desperate, drunk leaning against the bridge wearing Liu line .Also like Bian Tienhong beam across the water, watching the waves 飐 spring lights, boats under the arrow .This trip to see ... ...” Read the Northern Song Dynasty poet Zhou Bangyan This song “around the Buddha Pavilion,” always reminds me of the Spring Lantern hometown. My hometown is a mountain village called “Jade Wheat” located in the folds of Fuyuan Mountain. Hometown New Year has the custom of playing the light, we call it play “spring light ”. This is the custom of playing spring lights, like the village never extinguished fire pond, generation pass