睡得正香,黄鹂的叫声改变了我的梦,我又回到了童年时光,光着脚在池塘边的树林中寻找黄鹂,却被横着的树枝绊倒了。一睁眼,窗口的麻色已从窗帘的缝隙探头探脑地爬了进来,屋里的陈设影影绰绰地映进眼帘,豁然意识到,已经不是童年,更不是自己熟悉的郑州的卧室,而是在山东济南,昨天下午已经抵达,参加中国多民族作家山东采风团。 Sleep soundly, Oriole’s call changed my dream, I returned to childhood, barefoot in the woods by the pond looking for oriole, but was tripping over the branches. Open your eyes, the window of the matt color curtains have been crawling through the gap probe came in, the furnishings of the house overwhelmingly reflected, suddenly realized that it is not childhood, but not their own familiar Zhengzhou bedroom, but in Shandong Jinan, arrived yesterday afternoon to attend the Chinese folk songwriter Shandong Mining Group.