“你可知 MACAU 不是我真姓/我离开你太久了/母亲/但是他们掳去的是我的肉体/你依然保管我内心的灵魂。”我是踏着这首歌的韵律走近澳门的,旅游团远离了香港的喧嚣和繁闹,甚至现代得过于亢奋的节奏,澳门扑面而来的是她的宁静、端庄和温情,夏日正午的阳光下,石头铺就的小街上停着各种漂亮的汽车,树影浮动下一片安宁,摩天大厦点缀般地耸立在一幢幢清丽雅致的小楼间,一切又都那么相融和谐,一辆挂着鲜艳花束的婚车慢慢地行驶在童话般的王国里,演绎着人间的动人故事,这就是澳门给我的感觉:似曾相识,亲切得象故乡的小镇,象儿时奔跑追逐的那朵云彩,象久违于心的梦境,我忍不住想要放飞我跳跃的心情…… “You know that MACAU is not my real name / I left you too long / mother / but they are captives of my body / you still keep my soul. ” I was marching the rhythm of the song approached Macao, tour groups away from the hustle and bustle of Hong Kong, and even modern over-excited rhythm, Macao is blowing her quiet, dignified and warmth, summer noon sunshine, the stone-paved street Parked a variety of beautiful cars, the shadow of a floating floating under the peace, skyscrapers dotted up like a towering elegant buildings in a small room, everything is so harmonious, a wedding car hung brightly colored bouquet slowly Travel in the fairy tale kingdom, the interpretation of the touching story of the world, this is what Macao gives me feeling: Deja vu, affectionate as the hometown of town, like the childhood chase cloud, like a long absence from the heart of the dream, I can not help but want to fly I jump in the mood ......