细流相对于吸纳百川的海洋,和一泻千里的大江,我觉得自己的气质更接近一脉细流。年少贫寒的岁月,我坐在故乡的一条细流边,洗手濯足,秋天的沁凉通过水直抵肌肤,深入骨髓。我坐在溪边金黄的草丛间,诵读最初结识的诗句,有一种为赋新词强说愁的寂寞。这份情愫,为我一生的 The trickle of the stream, as compared to the sea that absorbs rivers and rivers, and the rippling river, I feel my temperament is closer to a ripple. Years of poor years, I sat in a stream of hometown, wash their hands enough, Qinliang fall through the water straight into the skin, deep bone marrow. I sat in the golden grass by the stream, reciting the verses I first met, and there was a loneliness to say sorrow for the new words. This love, for my life