天似亮未亮,村子裹在薄雾里,静得能听见被窝里的鼻息。雾里飘着香:桃花香、杏花香、梨花香……当然还有一两声细碎的鸟叫。李文星显然被花香熏醒了,也可能是被窗外的鸟声吵醒了。睁开眼,李文星看到对面墙上那张“童子抱鲤”的年画。画上的男孩憨头憨脑,张着没牙的小嘴,笑容可掬。李文星移开目光,撩开温热的花被,他看到自己赤裸的肉体。躺在身边的是另一个裸体,扭 The sky is not bright, the village is wrapped in mist, quiet enough to hear the breath in the bed. Floating in the fog: peach, apricot, pear ... ... of course, there are one or two sound of broken birds. Li Wenxing obviously awakened by flowers, it may be awakened by the birds out of the window. Open your eyes, Li Wenxing see the wall opposite the “boy holding carp” New Year pictures. Painted on the boy foolish mind, Zhang mouth with no teeth, smile 掬. Li Wenxing looked away, put aside the warm perianth, he saw his naked body. Lying beside me is another nude, twisted