围困在大都市钢筋水泥的丛林中,看腻了灯红酒绿的虚假繁华,每天穿梭在温暖的小家和冷峻紧张的办公楼宇间,我格外向往青山翠谷、草长莺飞的山林景色。那毫无污染的新鲜空气、潺潺流动的小溪、星星点点的野花……或许还有牧童和村民的唱和,无不充满着勃勃的生机,令都市人神往。 每天回家,忙完家务后,总要打开音响,播上一两曲淳朴清新的“山林音乐”,驱除从办公楼带回来的 Siege in the metropolitan reinforced concrete jungle, tired of seeing the fiery bustling, shuttle every day in the warm little home and cold and tense office buildings, I especially yearning for Castle Peak, grassy birds flying mountain scenery. There is no pollution of fresh air, gurgling stream, dotted wildflowers ... ... and perhaps the shepherds and villagers singing, all full of vitality, so that the city fascinated. Go home every day, after busy household chores, always open the sound, broadcast one or two honest fresh “mountain music”, get rid of back from the office building