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阮郎归01RUANLANGGUI南方的夏天,潮湿而炎热。阮星河颠簸了两个小时才回到乡下的祖屋。一栋栋青瓦白墙的房子隔得老远,水稻长势良好,绿油油的穗子结结实实地低下了头。巨伞一般扩散的大树上,知了惬意地聒噪着,整个乡间的景色绿意去然。不远处的荷塘中,莲叶田田,粉白色的荷花开得芬芳四溢。蛙声片片,烈日炎炎。阮星河拖着行李箱,站在阳光中望着两扇木门,轻轻松开了康冰的手。老铜锁开着,斜挂在门上,两旁的兽头门扣在阳光中反射着刺眼的亮光。“有人?”康冰晃了晃阮星河的手。
Nguyen Lang return 01RUANLANGGUI southern summer, hot and humid. Ruan Xinghe bumpy two hours before returning to the country’s ancestral home. A brick house with green walls and white walls all the way, the rice grows well, and the green fritillaria heads down. The general proliferation of giant umbrella on the tree, Knows pleasant noise, the green scenery of the entire country to go. Not far from the lotus pond, lotus fields, white lotus flowers bloom fragrant. Frog sound film, hot sun. Ruan Xinghe dragged his suitcase, standing in the sun looking at two wooden doors, gently let go Kang Kang’s hand. The old brass lock was open, diagonally hung on the door, with bezels on both sides reflecting the dazzling light in the sunlight. “Someone? ” Kang ice shook Ruan Xinghe hand.