坐在村庄东南角的望兄亭里,背稳稳地靠在木椅上,午后的阳光静静地落在眼前的东池上。我静静地安详地看着这个长长的池塘,夏日已是刺眼的阳光,因为这个亭子,已经一点也落不到我的身上,我有足够的宁静的心神来重新打量这个叫做苍坡的村庄。远山的倒影隐约地倒在东池上,清清楚楚的倒影是错落有致的,池面算是很开阔了,水,在没有一丝风时是 Sitting in the village of southeast corner of Wang Xiong Ting, back firmly on the wooden chair, the quiet afternoon sun fell on the East Lake in front. I quietly watching this long pond quietly, the summer has been dazzling sunshine, because the pavilion, it has fallen to me a little, I have enough peace of mind to re-evaluate this called Cang Po Village. Reflections of the distant mountains vaguely fell on the East Lake, the clear reflection is patchwork, pond surface is very open, water, when there is no trace of wind is