故乡有草,但没有草原,因此不养马,养的最多的是牛和羊。我的脑中没记住几首写马的诗词;看过的关于马的画,能叫出名字的不外乎《照夜白图》和徐悲鸿的《八骏图》;有关马的青铜器,我也只了解“马踏飞燕”……但这丝毫不影响我爱马,渴望马,一次又一次在梦里见到马。真实的马我只在小时候见过一次,那时我还是轻狂少年。那是极为普通的一天,我突然瞧见村东头的邻居骑着一匹枣红色 Hometown grass, but no grasslands, so do not raise horses, raising most cattle and sheep. My mind did not remember a few first writers’ poetry; seen on the horse’s painting, can name no more than “according to night white map” and Xu Beihong’s “eight Chun map”; on the horse’s bronze, I also only know “horse riding swallow ” ... but this does not affect my love horses, desire horses, see horses again and again in the dream. The real horse I only met once in childhood, when I was still juvenile. It was an ordinary day when I suddenly saw the neighbor of Murata Tou riding a maroon