走进镇远古城时已是暮色苍茫了。在舞阳河桥头的石牌坊前下了公共汽车,看点点街灯下,兴隆古街两边的各色酒家生意正隆。找了一家傍河临水的客栈,住进了四楼一个舒适的房间。走上阳台,举目天地间,远处的高山,近处的楼房,脚下的河流在朦胧的夜色中构成了一幅写意水墨画,我,也便成了画里的几笔墨点。 Into the ancient city of Zhenyuan is twilight vast. Stone bridge at the Wuyang River Bridge before the next bus, a little street lights, Xinglong ancient street restaurants on both sides of various colored business. Looking for a waterfront near the river inn, admitted to a comfortable room on the fourth floor. Go to the balcony, lift the eyes of heaven and earth, the mountains in the distance, the buildings in the vicinity, the river at the foot of the night in the dim composition of a freehand ink painting, I, has become the painting of a few ink dots.