①小时候刚学会走路,在田埂的泥土上摔了不知多少跤。我趴在地上,哭着,等大人来扶,却看见一些虫儿排着队赶来“参观”我,有的还“研究”我掉在地上的眼泪的成分。我扑哧一声,被它们逗乐了。②现在,在钢筋水泥浇筑的城市里,你摔一跤试试,你把身子趴得再低,也很难看见任何可爱的生灵,唯一的收获是疼痛。③即使你在田野里追赶一只老鼠,也能达到一首诗的附近——离老鼠洞不远,是被野草掩护的蛐蛐的琴房,正在演奏《诗经》里的某个曲调。 ① I just learned to walk as a child, fell on the soil in the fields I do not know how many wrestling. I lie on the floor, crying, and other adults to help, but saw some worms lined up “visit ” I, and some “research ” I dropped the composition of tears on the ground. I pounced, amused by them. ② Now, in the city of reinforced concrete pouring, you try to fall and fall, you lie lower body, it is difficult to see any cute creatures, the only gain is pain. ③ Even if you are chasing a rat in the field, you can reach a poem - not far from the rat hole is the jungle piano room covered by weeds and playing a tune in The Book of Songs.