寒塘渡鹤

• 作 者: 康启昌
• 出 处: 福建文学
• 发表日期: 2015年10期
• 关键词: 个人旅游 西塘 黛玉 冷月葬诗魂 我自己 遮天盖日 史湘云 千年古镇 上海南站 高层领导人

我一个人旅游,没有人陪伴,也不随什么团。真正的一个人,背着并不沉重的双肩包,迈着并不沉重的老人步,在朗日昭昭之下,寻找园内游览的路线图。此情此景,虽然不像卢梭一个人借一把斧头自己动手建筑木屋那样昂扬,却也有几分青年时代曾经有过的独闯天下的冲动。我这个旅者,从小就喜欢一个人的自由之旅,喜欢自己主宰命运,喜欢特立独行。五十多年前,我一个人斜背一个黄布书包,跑到了国门附近的海拉尔。那趟火车可以

I travel alone, no one accompanied, nor what group. A real person, carrying a not heavy shoulder bag, not a heavy step by the elderly, Long Show, looking for a road map of the park. In this scene, though not as high as Rousseau borrowing an ax himself to build wooden houses, but there is also a bit of youth had had impulsive world. My traveler, I like to be a person from an early age, like freedom to dominate their own destiny, like to maverick. Fifty years ago, I was alone in a yellow cloth bag and ran to Hailar near the country gate. That train can be