九十年代的初春,广东迎宾馆内车流如水。富丽堂皇的白云楼,入住了一位衣着简朴的老妇人。几乎没有人晓得她的身份,只知道她自太平洋的彼岸归来。一连几个早晨,她总在太阳升起的时分,徘徊在楼前的一株古榕下,轻声地吟唱着一支小曲,久久不愿离去。在一个月色融融的夜晚,老妇人 The early nineties, Guangdong Guest House car flow of water. Magnificent Baiyun Lou, staying in a simple clothing old lady. Almost no one knows her identity, only know that she returned from the other side of the Pacific Ocean. For several mornings, she always sang in the front of a Gurong under the rising sun, singing a song quietly and reluctant to leave for a long time. In a moonlight night, the old woman