青瓦一些记忆从青瓦上的青苔长出来。在故乡。头顶上总有一片青天和一片青瓦。青天带来风霜雨雪,赐予五谷杂粮,送走太阳迎来月亮,我这一生走不出这片青天。青瓦下听风雨,听狼外婆的故事,听猫爬过屋顶,我这一生也走不出这片青瓦。春天几树桃李,一排青瓦,远远地,仿佛社戏里的花旦青衣站村口喊渡船,一时山应 Some of the memories of blue-green tiles grow from the moss on the blue-green tiles. In his hometown. There is always a blue sky and a green tile roof. Blue sky brings wind and frost rain, give all grains, sent away the sun ushered in the moon, I can not get out of this life blue sky. Under the green tile to listen to the wind and rain, listening to the story of the wolf grandmother, listen to the cat climbed the roof, I can not get out of this green tile life. A few trees in spring, peach, a row of green tiles, far, as if the social drama Hua Dan Tsing Yi Station Village pier shouting ferry, a moment should be