那隆隆的涛声像秋天的远鸿，用一声声逐渐淡远的呼唤，衔走了一个季节的记忆。绵绵的呼声，留在了浩瀚的长空里。那呼声越远，越令人回味。长江回归了往日的空旷和宁静。大堤恢复了固有的嵬峨和挺拔。两岸上各种语调的叫卖声，村女在石板上清脆的捣衣声，江船那富有诗意的悠长 Then the rumble of the sound of autumn like the far hung, with a cry gradually pale call, took a season of memory. Voice of endless, stay in the vastness of the sky. That farther, the more memorable. The Yangtze River returned to the past, the open and quiet. The embankment restored the inherent Saga and tall and straight. On both sides of the shout in a variety of tones, the village woman in the rock on the crisp maotai sound, river boat that poetic long