罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森──诗歌十五首孟宪忠，李桂兰故事书王国晚上油灯点亮，我父母坐在炉旁；他们坐在家里又唱又谈，不奏乐器自娱如仙。现在我拿着小枪爬行，沿着墙四周黑洞洞。林中路曲曲弯弯，远离沙发远离家园。那里黑夜无人能看见，我躺下全身在猎手的帐篷中间... Robert Louis Stevenson - poetry fifteen Meng Xianzhong, Li Guilan story king of oil lamps lit at night, my parents sat by the stove; they sit at home and sing and talk, do not play musical instruments such as cents. Now I’m holding a small gun to crawl, dark holes around the wall around. Lin Road twists and turns, away from the sofa away from home. Where no one can see the night, I lie down in the middle of the hunter’s tent ...