烟霞是一个村庄,在昭陵脚下。多年前就有朋友相约要与我一同去看梨花,都因种种事由未能成行。但我却记住烟霞两个字,为了让记忆更加深刻,我还特意将两个字记在一个本子上,想着能有一天,烟霞会变成我一幅画的名字。这一天真的要去烟霞了。我一路都在想,等到了那里一定先把自己藏在烟霞里,让花枝包裹着,只留头顶上的天空深呼吸,倾听花开的声音。没过多久,车子左转朝西行驶,映入眼前的却是一片开阔的水面,岸上早有烟霞的朋友 Haze is a village, at the foot of Zhaoling. Many years ago, friends have to meet with me to see pear, all due to various causes failed. But I remember the two words haze, in order to make the memory more profound, I also deliberately put the two words in a book, thinking one day, the haze will become a picture of my name. This day really go haze. I was thinking all the way, until there must first hide myself in the haze, so that the flowering branches wrapped, leaving only the top of the sky to take a deep breath, listen to the sound of flowers. It did not take long before the car turned left and headed west, but it was an open water, with hazy friends on the shore