喜欢那一丛丛的小花,安安静静地长在沟里,开在人家的篱笆边,墙角下。那是个下午,细雨如丝,我们一行人到养子沟时,已是黄昏,我撑着伞,沿着平平仄仄的小路,去看农家小院。许多树,许多花,渥绿的菜园子,白墙灰瓦的小房子,都在雨丝里,沉默着。转过一个墙角,便看到了,那丛花。 Like the clump of flowers, quietly grow in the ditch, open in the other side of the fence, corner. It was an afternoon, the rain was silky, and when we went to keep the Zigzag ditch, it was twilight. I held an umbrella and went down to the small courtyard of a farmhouse. Many trees, many flowers, green garden vegetables, white walls and gray tiles of small houses, all in the rain, silent. Turn around a corner, you see, the flowers.