每逢周一下午,浙江老年大学的音乐教室里就会不时传来阵阵歌声。这歌声,时而如小溪般轻柔流淌,时而似大河般激越奔流,更有那如泣如诉的吟唱。没有身临其境者,无法想象,如此年轻而美妙的乐音不是源自风华正茂的青年学子,而是一群头发花白的老年学员。 Every Monday afternoon, senior citizens of Zhejiang University’s music classroom will be coming bursts of song. This song, sometimes flowing gently as a stream, sometimes like a torrent of rushing rivers, even more sobbing singing. Without the immersion, it is inconceivable that such a young and wonderful musical sound is not derived from the flourishing young students, but a group of old-fashioned, gray-haired students.