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放飞炊烟我的故乡有两座山,一座是东山,一座是西山,我的老祖屋,就坐在两山的中间。老了,我就在河流上,砍伐山上的树木做船,用青竹编一间木屋,在河边放飞炊烟。喧嚣的世界,从此与我无关,我只上山牧羊、下河捕鱼,夕阳下看云舒云卷。河边种一亩瓜果,再植半亩菜园,有花、有草、有果、有藤,与它们朝夕相依,完美我人生的梦幻。燃烧黑夜,我关掉心上所有的灯,在客厅燃起一支香烟,听风的呼啸从耳边穿过。香烟忽闪忽闪,像初恋的眼睛,洞穿了我的心,点燃了我的爱情。
My hometown has two mountains, one is Dongshan, one is Xishan, my ancestral home, sitting in the middle of two mountains. Old, I was on the river, cut trees in the mountains to do the boat, a cabin made of green bamboo, flying smoke at the river. The bustle of the world, from now on has nothing to do with me, I only go up the mountain sheep, fishing down the river, look at the cloud Yun Shuyun sunset. Planting an acre of melons on the riverside, replanting half a mu of vegetable gardens, flowers, grass, fruit, vine, and their day and night dependent, perfect dream of my life. Burning night, I turn off all the lights in my heart, lit a cigarette in the living room, listening to the wind whistling through the ear. Cigarette flickering, like the eyes of first love, piercing my heart, lit my love.