生命中原本平常的一日,也因为这番对乡土的回归萌生出一种别样的幸福天色阴雨空濛,岁末的景洪市如一匹水洗的纺绸布,清爽干净,却少有想象中婆娑曼妙的边地风情。在城郊路边搭上一辆揽客的中巴,一路颠簸着朝中缅边境的大勐龙镇行进。翻浆的路面坑洼稀烂,两边的橡胶林与甘蔗地彼此交错。 The usual day in life, but also because of this return to native soil sprouted a different kind of happiness rain and rain, the end of Jinghong City, such as a washed silk cloth, fresh and clean, but few imagined Whirling graceful side style. On the outskirts of the country, catch a Chinese-Pakistani embassy on the edge of the outskirts and bump along the great Monglong town heading for the Sino-Burmese border. Thrown pavement potholes pulpy, on both sides of the rubber forest and sugar cane to staggered each other.