他知道,脚上草绿色的军鞋,和他一样安静、热烈,好过抱着醉生梦死的枕头,想着海市蜃楼。——题记村庄是个破败凋敝的土黄色瓦罐,四围的篱墙像漏着水的瓷碗沿,被来往斑驳的时光漆满了厚厚的青苔。村落周边的山峦绵延着,像青蛙死命挣扎着想跳出的井沿。由远及近,一大捆松茸柴下有一个瘦小的黑影——他叫二桥,大名光宗,光宗耀祖。 He knew that the grass-green military shoes on his feet were as quiet and warm as him, better than holding the pillows of the dreams and dreaming of the mirage. - Inscription Village is a dilapidated khaki jar, surrounded by hedgerows like porcelain bowl leaking water, the mottled time is covered with thick moss. The mountains around the village stretches along the well like a frog struggling to jump out. From far and near, a large bundle of matsutake under a thin shadow of dark wood - he called the Second Bridge, the name of the light cases, light cases Yaozu.