青山如翠,碧水如烟,我摇橹渡他。他坐在船头,漫不经心地伸手逗弄水中的鱼儿。这些五彩斑斓披着纱衣的精灵灵活地在他细长的手指间穿梭,像一个个游离的梦境。周围太静、太静,只听得见桨声。到底是我不甘寂寞,先开了口。我问他可曾记得少年往事?他微微抬起头,浅笑的眉 Green mountains such as Tsui, clear water like smoke, I shake the ferry crossing him. He sat in the bow, carelessly reach for the fish in the water. These multicolored purplish-eyed elves swiftly swung between his slender fingers as a free dream. Around too quiet, too quiet, only to hear the oar sound. In the end I am unwilling, first opened his mouth. I asked him if he had remembered a boyhood event? He looked up slightly and smiled